Over my body the shadows played   It wasn't night and it wasn't day   Counting something what have I found   Thirty diamonds in my hand      Thirty miles   The world unfolds   Thirty miles   A pot of gold      I often think of america   I often dream of shooting a gun   Thirty years I'm still a child   Looking for something in a smile      Thirty miles   The world unfolds   Thirty miles   A pot of gold      Listen here in my song   Thirty miles won't be long      Thirty diamonds   Birds of fire   Sparkle like the summer sky   Thirty diamonds   Thirty miles   Looking for something in your smile   I'm looking for something in your smile   I'm looking for something