It's not how far we traveled on our way

But what we found to say

It's not the spring you see

But all the shades of green

It's not how long I held you in my arms

What matters is how sweet the years together

It's not how many summertimes we had to give to fall

The early morning smiles

We tearfully recall

What matters most

Is that we loved at all



It's not how many summertimes we had to give to fall

The early morning smiles

We tearfully recall

What matters most

Is that we loved at all