But all the shades of green


What matters is how well we loved each other
It's not how far we traveled on our way
But what we found to say
What matters is how sweet the years together
It's not how many summer times we had to give to fall
The early morning smiles we tearfully recall
What matters most is that we loved at all.
The early morning smiles we tearfully recall
What matters most is that we loved at all.

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