It all began about 60 years ago,
On a very special summers day...
We have had our ups and some downs.
Shared so many smiles and a few frowns...
As days go by
Time starts to fly...
She thinks of him, wishing he was by her side,
While sitting in the stillness of the night...
Underneath the weight of life
Her strife for truth had begun...
Like spring rains, so gently falling
They nurture flowers and love birds calling...
Little black boxes
and pumpkin cars...
Sitting at the dinner table, they ask you about...
You start complaining on and on how nothing goes...
Thank Heavens for Angels
The skies are free from clouds...
You say you're Cinderella
Or you would like to be...
I Told You This Once,
Yes I'll Tell You Again...