The Next Time Around

One too many goals That measure out your worth To seek your weight in gold Sat by the ivory sill The further out you look The further out you'll be It's not enough to set the terms If nothing ventured, nothing earned Though odds are set against In time, I'll belong to you It's how it's meant to be Settled on your own Sweepin' dust from stones With a letter home Back where the hour's long The simplest things invite a thrill If just by noticing at will It's not enough to set the terms If nothing ventured, nothing earned It's how it's always been E onde a sorte há de te levar Saiba, o caminho é o fim, mais que chegar E queira o dia ser gentil À tua mão aberta pra quem é In time, I'll belong to you That's how it's meant to be And how it's always been