He picked her up some flowers
On a Sunday afternoon
They sat out on the porch swing
Underneath the crescent moon
A lifetime seemed to pass
Staring at the skies
And on the swing he gave her the ring
There were tears in her eyes
He said I pray I'm not alone
In my dreams about forever
That you and I could become one
And always be together
We'd grow old and wise
Through all the days
For worse or for better
And now be true inside of you
Even now more than ever
And my lifetime flies but we'll fly farther
Into the night where the eyes of loneliness can never bother
All our dreams of together uneclipsed by never never
And, my, time flies it's in your eyes, but we'll fly farther
Fifty years have ridden off into the sunset
And the tears that we have cried have overflown
Here we are counting scars, wounds of life's ending upset
You're with me and I with you and I will never forget
And, my, time flies but we'll fly farther
Into the night where the eyes of loneliness will never bother
All our dreams of together uneclipsed by never never
And, my, time flies it's in your eyes, but we'll fly farther
He picked her up some flowers on a Sunday afternoon
He rode the Greyhound bus past the house they used to swoon
He knelt beside the grave, hung his head, a teardrop fell
And on the stone epitaph show the words he knew so well
And, my, time flies but we'll fly farther
Into the night where the eyes of loneliness can never bother
All our dreams of together uneclipsed by never never
And my time finds it's in your eyes, but we'll fly farther
(My, time flies) We'll fly farther
Into the night where the eyes of loneliness can never bother
All our dreams of together, uneclipsed by never never
And my time finds it's in your eyes, but we'll fly farther
We'll fly farther
We'll fly farther
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