Linda Eder - Gold [From Camille Claudel] Lyrics
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Gold [From Camille Claudel]
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What Are The Lyrics For Gold [From Camille Claudel] By Linda Eder?
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? 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 a hold My hands have touched the gold My hearts been driven by extremes Blind with dreams, tight with fear But still God knows that I was hear And I was so 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 sky, 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 I know my voice was just a whisper But someone must have heard There were nights the moon above me stirred, And let my light take hold I'd rode across that sky And once I touched the gold Here in my own two hands I once had the gold |
Who Wrote Gold [From Camille Claudel] By Linda Eder?
Frank Wildhorn, Nan Knighton
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What's The Duration Of The Gold [From Camille Claudel] By Linda Eder?The duration of Gold [From Camille Claudel] is 4:08 minutes and seconds. |
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