When I walk down your street Through your barred windows you look at me And you wonder have I come to ask For one of your precious things that do not last
All your treasures All your treasures
You think you know me, but you don't know That there's more to this picture than that shows And you fear that I come to steal Your sec-urity that ain't real
All your treasures All your treasures
I will leave now you won't cry With relief now you'll just sigh You'll re-member come one day And you'll walk out your door Cos you can't stay
While all your treasures All your treasures slip away
