Roses outside the window screen 

A breeze that lingers in the blinds 

A song and a prayer to slow the time 

A couple of chairs pulled in a line. 



He remembers to breathe and then forgets 

He says, Come on. we let him rest 

Into the golden afternoon 

Much too long, and over soon. 



This is the moment that lovers part 

He tries to take her but he cannot 

The long years ending with a sign 

And all the anguish, all that time. 



It may have been love that held them fast 

Or want of love that made it last 

Our long arms hanging at our sides 

All that time, all that time 

Wasn't it love that made him cry? 

And love that seemed to pass him by 

The voices raised, the voices kind 

And then the silence, for all that time. 



This is the ending we will take 

For one another, for always 

A well of tears, a wall of pride 

And all our love, for all that time.