What Matters Most - Barbra Streisand

It's not how long we held each other's hands

What matters is how well we loved each other

It's not how far we've traveled on our way

But what we found to say

It's not the springs we've 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 have to give to fall

The early morning smiles

We wistfully recall

What matters most is that we loved at all

It's not how many summertimes

We have to give to fall

The laughter and the tears

We gratefully recall

What matters most is that we loved at all