It's not how long we held each other's hands What matters is how well we love each other It's not how far we travel our own way But what we found to save It's not the springs we've seen 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 wistfully recall What matters most is that we loved at all The laughers and the tears we gratefully recall What matters most is that we loved at all
