There I Stood
just a boy
Treating Life As A Toy
You Made Me Into We
and I began to see
What You Mean To Me

So Here I Stand
From Shell To Sand
Offering You My Hand
In Hopes To Place This Band
On Your Hand
And Be Your Man

My Heart I Choose
Win or Loose
You To Hold
Till We Grow Old
And Hate The Cold
Let Us Never Fold

Let Us Live
**A LOVERS LIFE