Its' how long we held each other's hand What matters is how loved each other It's not how far we traveled on our way But what we to say It's not the spring we've seen But all the shades of green
not how I held you in my arms What matters is how sweet the years It's not how many summertimes we had to give to fall The early morning smiles We recall
nmatters most Is that we loved at all
not how many summertimes we had to give to fall early mornin' smiles we tearfully recall