It's not how long we held each other's hand
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What matters is how well we loved each other
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It's not how far we travelled on our way
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But what we found to say
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It's not the springs we've seen, but all the shades of green
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It's not how long I held you in my arms
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What matters is how sweet the years together
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It's not how many summertimes we had to give to fall
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The early morning smiles we wistfully recall
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What matters most is that we loved at all.
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It's not how many summertimes we had to give to fall
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The laughter and the tears we gratefully recall
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What matters most is that we loved at all.
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What Matters Most
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| Barbra Streisand |
