Rainbows

At the ending of the rainbow Where the gold just might be The rainbow was the only good Or so it was for me I started out on a journey of mine Over three years ago Twas a beautiful rainbow indeed But little did I know I followed it all the way to the end But what else did I find But nothing there; it had been stolen Oh how my love was blind Could I for once, just chase a rainbow And find a treasure at the end? Will anyone else ever love me But that will all depend The next time I think about following a rainbow To where the gold should be Remind me the view is the only part That will be good to me!