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