What Matters Most

Kenny Rankin

It's not how long we

held each others hand

What matters is how well

we loved each other

It's not how far we traveled on our way

Of what we found to say

It's not the spring you 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 summer

times we had to give to fall

The early morning smiles

we tearfully recall

What matters most is

that we loved at all.

It's not how many summer

times we had to give to fall

The early morning smiles

we tearfully recall

What matters most is

that we loved at all.

What matters most is

that we loved at all.