when I look around
at the treasures abounding
that I could store up for myself
and let my mind wander
it quickly grows somber
that those things are not on my shelf

so instead, I'll remember
there's a world yet to come
though my cupboard is bare
it will never be there
and that's where I'm building my home
that's where I'm building my home

when I look around
at my humble surroundings
I won't think it isn't enough
for I've seen ornate walls
and fine splendid halls
pale next to the beauty of love

so instead I'll remember
what is greater than gold
when diamonds are dust
and these fine metals rust
I'll still have my treasure to hold
I'll still have my treasure to hold