He picked her up some flowers on a Sunday afternoon
They sat out on the porch swing underneath the crescent moon
A lifetime seemed to pass, staring at the skies
And on the swing he gave her the ring; there were tears in her eyes
He said, "I pray I'm not alone in my dreams about forever
That you and I could become one and always be together
We'd grow old and wise through all the days for worse or for better
And I'll be true beside of you even now more than ever"
And my time flies but we'll fly farther
Into the night where the eyes of loneliness can never bother
All our dreams of together, uneclipsed by never-never
My time flies, it's in your eyes, but we'll fly farther
Fifty years have ridden off into the sunset
And the tears that we have cried have overflown
And here we are, counting scars, wounds of life's unending upset
You're with me, and I'm with you, and I will never forget
And my time flies but we'll fly farther
Into the night where the eyes of loneliness can never bother
All our dreams of together, uneclipsed by never-never
My time flies, it's in your eyes, but we'll fly farther
He picked her up some flowers on a Sunday afternoon
He rode the Greyhound bus past the house they used to swoon
He knelt beside the grave, hung his head; a teardrop fell
And on the stone, an epitaph showed the words he knew so well
My time flies but we'll fly farther
Into the night where the eyes of loneliness can never bother
All our dreams of together, uneclipsed by never-never
My time flies, it's in your eyes, but we'll fly farther
-David
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