The first day of the rest of our life
For which with you the best summing up
Is pain, joy, love, a little strife
But love always anyway – you’re nice
I don’t need being told that twice.
You are my life: there’s no divide
Hard words could cause or temper bring
I love you more than being or thing...
Soon the winding counties will
Be lost behind me, motorways
And bending roads, the shopping malls...
