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
