Twenty-Five Years

Dusty boots and a dress of white Seems like it was only Friday night We built this house on a promise made Through the summer heat and the winter shade Now the crows feet dance around your eyes Like a map of a life I’ve come to prize. Chorus Still you, still me. Still you, still me. Twenty-five years, Still you, still me. Verse 2 The silver’s shining in your hair But the same old fire is burning there We’ve weathered storms and we’ve felt the rain But I’d walk every mile all over again From the first "I do" to this very day The best parts of me didn’t fade away. Chorus Still you, still me. Still you, still me. Twenty-five years, Still you, still me.