From the Albums:
* On the double
* The Complete Naked Truth
The rainbow hides no treasure, oh believe me itâ"š¬â"ž¢s not true
and there ainâ"š¬â"ž¢t no mixture, that will give you back your youth
No mystic machine that makes the sand turn to gold
Like there ainâ"š¬â"ž¢t no magic word, that holds you back from getting old
I catch a branche and I break it in my hands
Like you broke my heart, oh I still canâ"š¬â"ž¢t understand
No mysterious mixture, can heal the wound youâ"š¬â"ž¢ve made
Only time will bring peace to me, and now I just hate
Oh Iâ"š¬â"ž¢ll break up and give it all up
No more lies, no more rainbow treasures
No more fairytales, no more games for me
Itâ"š¬â"ž¢s my life, my life, a pleasure
Thereâ"š¬â"ž¢s just a little bit of peace in my heart
Thereâ"š¬â"ž¢s just a little bit of happiness Iâ"š¬â"ž¢ll part
I catch a branche.....................................
The time rolls by, the days go by
When will I learn to stop wondering why
despairing Iâ"š¬â"ž¢m going down on my knees
Iâ"š¬â"ž¢m begging, begging, begging, oh please