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| What Matters Most (Kenny Rankin) It's not how long we held each others hands What matter is how well we love each other It's not how far we travelled on our ways 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 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 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. |
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