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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...
Cause darling my prize possession will be the love you gave to me