Prize Possession

(Aaron Schroeder - Don Hill - W.S. Stevenson)



Well, if I own the world and all its treasures

From the mountain side to the rolling sea

Still darling, my prize possession

Will be the love you gave to me.



Well, if I was a king of a mighty nation

And anything I touch or see

Still darling, my prize possession

Will be the love you gave to me.



To lose your love would leave me cold

My heart would go from young to old

I'd lose my fate and what I'd say

I'd know such grief I'd run away.



No other's kiss would have no meaning

And other's love could never be

'Cause darling, my prize possession

Will be the love you gave to me.



To lose your love would leave me cold

My heart would go from young to old

I'd lose my fate and what I'd say

I'd know such grief I'd run away.



'Cause darling, my prize possession

Will be the love you gave to me...