When we was just kids,
On the mountain ridge,
Overlooking the valley.
You followed me on that day,
Hell or high water,
Beside me,
No matter where I go.
Love of mine,
You are still at my side,
Following, even though
Tomorrow is not sure,
So blindly we gaze
Beyond the stars our hope glows.
Someday our time will come,
Like the wild flower blooms
I will always be at your side,
No matter where you go,
Hell or high water,
I will follow you,
Because darling I love you so...
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