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 hearts been driven by extremes
Light with dreams tight with fear
But God knows that I was here
And I was so alive
You have to live the life your 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