I've often wondered why we're here
And as I aged it all came clear
The why of my existence is a simple theme
To hold your hand and walk with you
On starlit nights and morning dew
To see your smile and look into your eyes
To laugh and love when times grow dark
To wander through a sunlit park
This above all I want to do.
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