The cynics are happy to tell you True love is a myth from fairy tales It doesn’t exist in this world’s reality Love will not conquer all, no soul mates Make your compromises and find a match Find someone just good enough to work True love is for suckers and romantics
You made them all look like skeptical fools You proved the one I could always rely on You saw in me the beauty not the beast You were my best friend through it all The rock in which I based my strength The one rocking in the chair next to me And I’ll love you until my last breath