The Goldminer

Reaching out for gold, but my arms can't reach it
My only and greedy wish is
That my arms, were a little longer
Cause that would make me rich

I have to leave now
Cause my fingers hurt so bad
And i know what's come between us
cause your hope for love is dead

You have to find the treasure and escape
you have to gather the gold and get away
you will never dig as deep
as you wish you could

so now i'm reaching out for gold
but my hands can't grasp it
my only and greedy wish is
that my arms were a little longer
cause that would make me rich

You have to find the treasure and escape
you have to gather the gold and get away
you will never dig as deep
as you wish you could

"Reaching out for gold, but my arms can't grasp it
My only and greedy wish is
That my arms, were a little longer
Cause that would make me rich"