I walked through the valley
Around corners of my life
I’ve seen colors beautiful beaming light
That was only a prelude
For the one who was to come
Merely practice learning to recognize love
Your handful of pearls becomes
A fistful of sand
That’s the way it’s been
SINCE I FIRST HELD HER HAND
There’s a harvest beneath a harvest moon
A season ending feast
She is the bounty of autumn’s gentle peace
Don’t tempt me with your scepter
Or entice me with your throne
Keep all those tokens
I got a fortune of my own
Glory and treasure
Come to those who wait
A new beginning never comes too late
Now gold is just a color
Holding no command
Nothing compares
SINCE I FIRST HELD HER HAND
Nothing compares
SINCE I FIRST HELD HER HAND
Words and Music by Charles Parente
copyright 1998 CLP Music, LLC (ASCAP)
(***Contact Charles Parente at 703.528.5545 or emailforcharles@yahoo.com)
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| Lyric Credits |
Charles Parente |
| Music Credits: |
Charles Parente |
| Producer Credits |
Charles Parente |
| Publisher Credits |
CLP Music (ASCAP) |
| Performance Credits |
Charles Parente |
| Label Credits |
Perfect Circle Music |
Pearls, Gold, Power. All can not compare to the majesty of her.
Based on a reading from the Book of Wisdom. An unusually beautiful passage that caught my ear during church.
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| Song Length |
3:58 |
| Primary Genre |
Pop-Easy Listening |
| Secondary Genre |
Pop-Lullaby |
| Tempo / Feel |
Slow (71 - 90) |
| Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Subject Matter 1 |
Happiness |
| Subject Matter 2 |
Joy |
| Mood 1 |
Relaxed |
| Mood 2 |
Blissful |
| Similar Artist 1 |
Elton John |
| Similar Artist 2 |
James Taylor |
| Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
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