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Under The Sun[Music - D. Ott, E. Platt / Lyrics - T. Leonard]All I see, fruits of my own labor All in vain, all for nothing real All I taste, disappoints in flavor What I know is fighting what I feel This is no time to be distracted Time lost can never be replaced Don't let yourself become attracted This need has got to be restrained Where is the treasure? I know there is one I think I've looked everywhere under the sun I'll search and I'll fail And be dead when I'm done But I think I've searched everywhere Under the sun All I've seen seems to lack in color All I've held crumbles in my hands Desperately needing something That will fill this hole Seems like nothing can It's time you find out what's important This futile chase has got to end Don't let your conscience lie there dormant The truth can break bu never bend Where is the treasure? I know there is one I think I've looked everywhere under the sun I'll search and I'll fail And be dead when I'm done But I think I've searched everywhere Under the sun I've spent my life searching for something To keep me constantly content And now I'm left here With a longing for what I've spent |