Peter Miles - Digging For Gold lyrics

I'm digging for gold, but heaven knows what I'll be finding underneath Pictures of you, from scraps we pieced together in our memories They got old, you stayed the same Do you watch them grow, oh little rose? I'm digging for gold, oh heaven knows if I'll be climbing back at all I followed you down, down, down, and if not for three of four of you I'd stay below We all sang along, but every hymn falling on deafest of ears The hardest of falls and I'm down to my knees I look for you sleeping She sleeps elsewhere It was dark in the halls, so I kept to the walls I was following the hush of your voices I remember I knew when I walked in the room It was written all over your faces Close, I'll keep you close That way you'll never be alone