Even if we run out of strength to climb
Even if we're well past our prime
Even if our laugh turns plastic
And our story loses its glory
Night can make the tide
Wash favor from our lives
Even so
Oo as countless waves on the shore
Oo I promise to be at your door
Oo like sunflowers chasing the sun
I promise my gaze you have won
Even if we only bring home a dime
Even if our songs lose their rhyme
Even if we're stuck in mundane
And the ache is taking its toll again
Autumn leaves will fall
As winter makes its call
When storms surround the meadow
The rain will calm the billows
The sea may roar and the earth can change her course
Time can make you bitter
Or you can learn to love better
Seasons change
But this promise still remains