Jan Smith Half the Treasure Every single time the phone rings I hope that it’s you on the line Your voice sends a thrill It’s confounding me still how you came to be mine When you walk through that door at five in the evening unwearied by a wearisome day I play like i’m cool not some star-struck fool and never once do I say I don’t search the skies for heaven Oh your eyes are a more brilliant blue And the gold in the earth oh to me it ain’t worth half the treasure that I’ve found in you Virginia is a jewel in the spring She’s too bright and green for any king’s crown So bloom all you redbud and branches 29 dances and leads south of town I don’t search the skies for heaven Oh your eyes, honey your eyes are blue And the gold in the earth oh to me it ain’t worth half the treasure that I’ve found in you