Fame And Fortune

Elvis Presley

Álbum: Fame And Fortune

Compositor:F Wise, B Wiseman

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