The Treasure - Stephen Stills

    Alone with my guitar
    Living on a mountain
    Far away
    I saw girl
    Gypsy woman deepest in the world
    When she moved it was a dance
    We hid ourselves
    And I had no chance

    For the treasure of the oneness
    That like sand becomes a diamond
    Before the wind

    And while I changed my strings
    A rocky mountain woman
    Came to town to sing
    Took my heart and ran
    When she bade me follow
    I just took her hand
    I began my journey to the east
    A country boy searching for my peace

    In the treasure of the oneness
    That like sand becomes a diamond
    Before the wind

    I sit in deep reflection
    There are no answers
    To my questions
    Where did they go
    And which one took my heart
    Which one took my soul
    I may never see it clearly there comes another
    Now she turns to beckon me with the Devil's key

    The treasure of the oneness
    Then becomes sand and lies there naked
    Before the wind
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