Bigger, everyday, It's never easy, they always say, But who are they, and what do we care What anyone says; it's no more fair And this is where we are, so what do we do Say a little prayer for me and for you Hold my hand, the dark black night Tell me everything will be alright Be alright Stop the car, get out with me Let's settle down here beneath this tree Kick off our shoes, cool off our feet Now this is where we are, so who will we be? An old married couple beneath this tree Who still hold hands at 92 And say things like, "I've never stopped loving you" Loving you Let's build a house where we can play The whole world of kids can stay Where all the good and all the bad Can show us who we are at last So this is what we are, what do we see? Everything we can and want to be So many places that we will go To fall, to cry, and go way slow Ohhhhh