When the hours were ours,
the minutes knew no limits,
and the days just flew away,
nothing to halt, nothing to delay.
Gazing up into twilight skies,
you're there, the raindrops from your eyes.
Puddles of joy, streams of glee,
remind me that you're still here with me.
The thunder, your laugh,
and the sunshine, your smile.
The weather makes all of the time worth while.
And sometimes, there's fog,
and a thick mist will lay,
but you're still showing us the way,
minute by minute, day by day.
We'll race to the birds and burst through their crowds,
Together, our hearts will fly.
Your face breaks light between grim, grey clouds,
Because you're the star I'll follow to the sky.
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