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