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The Two Of Us
When I grow old and wrinkle so,
You are the one I will still want and you know.
As I go bald and my hair goes gray,
Just see me as I was yesterday.
My white shirt blowing in the breeze,
we looked and loved each other with ease.
Now in the beach sand your hand I hold,
Your warm skin scared away the cold.
We nodded to the melodies of the birds,
We spoke in silence and no one heard.
When I think of times passed by,
when we both shared smile and we both sigh.
Remembering our first glance,
and for hours how we danced.
The flowers you gave to me for no reason,
and the little things you did every season,
Made me a believer in true love.
The kind that's been blessed from above.
Our children will grow and leave our
home,
all these memories we will own.
A treasure of love is between two hearts,
nothing will ever tear them apart.
Our love has stood the test of time,
we are still together our souls entwined.
Until the day we shall pass from here,
eternally we are one soul my dear.
You are the one I will still want and you know.
As I go bald and my hair goes gray,
Just see me as I was yesterday.
My white shirt blowing in the breeze,
we looked and loved each other with ease.
Now in the beach sand your hand I hold,
Your warm skin scared away the cold.
We nodded to the melodies of the birds,
We spoke in silence and no one heard.
When I think of times passed by,
when we both shared smile and we both sigh.
Remembering our first glance,
and for hours how we danced.
The flowers you gave to me for no reason,
and the little things you did every season,
Made me a believer in true love.
The kind that's been blessed from above.
Our children will grow and leave our
home,
all these memories we will own.
A treasure of love is between two hearts,
nothing will ever tear them apart.
Our love has stood the test of time,
we are still together our souls entwined.
Until the day we shall pass from here,
eternally we are one soul my dear.
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