A Handful of Dust - Don Williams

Break us down by our elements and you might think he failed

We’re not copper for one penny or even iron for one nail

And a dollar would be plenty to buy twenty of us Until true love is added to these handfuls of dust

Handful of dust handful of dust sums up the richest and poorest of us True love makes priceless the worthless whenever it’s added to a handful of dust

However small though our worth may be when shared between two hearts

Is even more than it would ever be measured on its own apart

And our half what it could be is now twice what it was

When true love is added to these handfuls of dust

Handful of dust…

Handful of dust…