05-14-2020, 03:06 PM
Mystery of love, warm and gentle
The universe’s one constant in history
Magic is what we partake in, when we gaze in each other’s eyes
When we dream of a future together, and realize parting would be tragic
Why is it that sometimes, regardless
It seems to idly pass us by?
To understand why the deepest of loves grows old
Would surely give us the wherewithal to get through
Tough times we are facing
And though the future looks rough
We know tomorrow we will again gaze into the other’s eyes
Because a vow we made, and a vow we will keep, so shall it be
And though sometimes we may disagree
I’ve never regretted giving you my hand
Free, I’ll never want to be
Because without you, there’s no me
The universe’s one constant in history
Magic is what we partake in, when we gaze in each other’s eyes
When we dream of a future together, and realize parting would be tragic
Why is it that sometimes, regardless
It seems to idly pass us by?
To understand why the deepest of loves grows old
Would surely give us the wherewithal to get through
Tough times we are facing
And though the future looks rough
We know tomorrow we will again gaze into the other’s eyes
Because a vow we made, and a vow we will keep, so shall it be
And though sometimes we may disagree
I’ve never regretted giving you my hand
Free, I’ll never want to be
Because without you, there’s no me