If the waves at last engulfed the shores
If the hands of time would tick no more
One heart I would still adore:
Yours
If the sun refused to shine
If church bells would stop their chimes
If all things stopped, even the time
One heart would still be thine:
Mine
Through all the things the future holds
As we grow up and we grow bold
I'll always be within your hold
Through summers warm and winters cold
My heart beats these words, so dear and old:
I love you
Heather Dawn Morrison