Nomad Gold (wersja 3)

Verse 1

Dry grass humming in the heat at three

Cold river water from a clay cup bowl

You pull your shadow right across my knee

Spill sweet honey on a restless soul

Pre-Chorus

Dust on the ankle, sun on the skin

Where does the road end, where do we begin

Chorus

Running through the amber and the open sun

Two born wanderers with nowhere to run

Richest kind of treasure that two hands can hold

Falling deep into that nomad gold

Nomad gold

Verse 2

Linen shirt hanging on an olive tree

Sea salt drying where your fingers trace

I spent my twenties running wild and free

Now every border is your smiling face

Pre-Chorus

Dust on the ankle, sun on the skin

Where does the road end, where do we begin

Chorus

Running through the amber and the open sun

Two born wanderers with nowhere to run

Richest kind of treasure that two hands can hold

Falling deep into that nomad gold

Nomad gold

Bridge

Throw that iron compass straight into the sea

I found my country when you looked at me

No more chasing what the trade wind knows

You are the only home I need to know

Chorus

Running through the amber and the open sun

Two born wanderers with nowhere to run

Richest kind of treasure that two hands can hold

Falling deep into that nomad gold

Nomad gold