It´s not how long we held each other´s hands
What matters is how well we loved each other
It´s not how far we´ve traveled on our way
But what we found to say
It´s not the springs we´ve see

But all the shades of green

It´s not how long I held you in my arms
What matters is how sweet the years together
It´s not how many summertimes
We have to give to fall
The early morning smiles
We wistfully recall
What matters most is that we loved at all

It´s not how many summertimes
We have to give to fall
The laughter and the tears
We gratefully recall
What matters most is that we loved at all