Fame and fortune
How empty they can be,
But when I hold you in my arms
That's heaven to me.
Who cares for fame and fortune
They're only passing things,
But the touch of your lips on mine
Makes me feel like a king.
Your kind of love
Is a treasure I hold,
It's so much greater
Than silver or gold.
I know that I have nothing,
If you should go away,
But to know that you love me brings
Fame and fortune my way.