Prize Of Gold

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