Treasures

When I walk down your street

Through your barred windows you look at me

And you wonder, have I come to ask

For one of your precious things that do not lastAll your treasures

All your treasuresYou think you know me but you don't know

That there's more to this picture than that shows

And you fear that I come to steal

Your security that ain't realAll your treasures

All your treasuresI will leave now and you won't cry

With relief now you'll just sigh

You'll remember come one day

And you'll walk out your door

'Cause you can't stayWhile all your treasures

All your treasures slip awayAll your treasures

All your treasures