The passage of time is so cruel In how it touches everything in its path Taking all the things we dearly hold on to But when I see old pictures of you, I smile as the years pass by us Knowing that your love is so pure That even time itself Could never touch the very source That has guided me through life And has shown me the spirit that lives In each moment that is taken from me And so, I can forgive time for passing And bringing us to an end To where your love will always follow me Until then