I wonder if when all is done,
Anyone heard my voice...
But from the start, we have no choice-
Our journeys just begin
I`ll never know if I was right
Did I fight hard enough?
Or when the battles grew too rough,
Should I have given in?
But here I stand and swear to you:
I did the best that I could do
I know my voice was just a whisper
But someone may have heard
There were nights the moon above me stirred
And let me grab ahold
My hands... have touched... the gold...
My heart`s been driven by extremes,
Blind with dreams, tight with fear
But still, God knows that I was here,
And oh I was alive! And now i lay the past to rest,
For in the end, I did my best
You have to live the life you`re given
And never close your eyes!
You hold on and stare into the skies
And burn against the cold-
For any moment you might find the gold!
And there was joy through it all,
And I am standing tall
And though my voice was just a whisper,
Someone must have heard!
There were nights the moon above me stirred
And let my life take hold!
I rode across that sky!
And once I touched the gold
Here in my own two hands...
I once held the gold