Prize Of Gold - Joan Regan
Why do people crave for fortune
Everything their eyes behold
What's the good of fame and fortune
Love is the prize of gold
If you have the stars above you
You're the heir to wealth untold
If you have someone to love you
This is the prize of gold
Without romance the world would be
A world without any charm
While I have you and you have me
We hold the world in our arms
You have to have a heart to sing to
After all your dreams grow old
If we have our love to cling to
We have the prize of gold
Without romance the world would be
A world without any charm
While I have you and you have me
We hold the world in our arms
You have to have a heart to sing to
After all your dreams grow old
If we have our love to cling to
We have the prize of gold
