Tourist (The)

Arkansas
i see a golden tree underneath a light that wants to be golden like the tree, but it can never be the blood thats in my veins cannot spill the life that i have gained i buried all my treasure in the ground but will you say, 'enter good and faithful man' to me on that final day i found it hard to feel love inside the castle i had built a welcome day when it came crashing down i guess these hands werent made to shape the everlasting in a day i should've known it was a song that i will sing...hallelujah to my king in that day when all my tears are wiped away in that day when only joy remains From Letras Mania