It's not how long we held each other's hands
What matter is how well we loved each other
It's not how far we've travelled on our way
But what we found to say
It's not the spring we see
But all the shades of green
It's not how long I held you in my arms
What matter is how sweet the years together
It's not how many summertimes
We have to give to give to fall
The early morning smiles
We cheerfully recall
What matters most is that we loved at all
It's not how many summertimes
We have to give to give to fall
The early morning smiles
We cheerfully recall
What matters most is that we loved at all
What matters most is that we loved at all.