What have I, save what you've given?
Nothing, surely nothing I would keep.
What have I, save the love that's livin'
inside my heart where it did creep?
Slowly it showed me what it's like
to feel at peace each day.
Never to question why it came
and never to have to think or say
why?
What have I, save the moments we've spent,
vacant spaces that do not count?
What have I, save the contemplation
that those spaces don't amount
to anything as meaningful to my life
as the moments that define
how I feel on every day
just because you're mine?
What have I, save how you've loved me?
Nothing, surely nothing I would need.
What have I, save how you allowed me
to be myself in every deed?
And to follow my path wherever it leads
and to know without exception
you join with me
and you let me see
that I never have to ask
Why?
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