The old park basked in summer's glow, The Sunday sun was sinking red; I wandered with no place to go, Not knowing what would lie ahead. A bronze deer stood beside the gate, A bench stood where the lindens grew; The leaves were stirring, day grew late, And there you sat — I fell for you. It's you, it's me, Your hand in mine, where it should be. I walked you home by streetlamp light, And learned your face by heart that night. Our first date — you came my way, Toward the movies, walking slow; I lost the words I meant to say, "You're beautiful," I whispered low. I called each morning, longing for night, We walked together till morning light; Your eyes sent all my words astray, In crowded streets, the world fell away. It's you, it's me, At the altar, meant to be. We both said "I do," side by side, I carried you, my lovely bride. Life hurried on — we stayed just two, While friends watched children grow each year; We dreamed of someone small and new, A third to love, to hold so dear. Each time we tried, we hoped in vain, Each loss brought grief we had to hide; "Too soon," we told them all again, As darkness hollowed us inside. It's you, it's me, We smiled through grief no one could see. Though still just two, we held on tight, Our hope, a candle in the night. Nothing ever came with ease, Life often brought us to our knees; Then came the day our dream began: The doctor smiled and showed the scan. You kept her safe beneath your heart, Your strength sustained her from the start; Her newborn cry rang through the air, And joy was suddenly everywhere. It's you, it's me, She's got my eyes, it's plain to see. And now we're three, the world is bright, Our home is filled with pure delight. At last our sweetest dream came true, A brand-new light filled up your heart; I struggled to get through to you, And slowly we were drawn apart. Through chores and illness, stress and fear, We drifted farther day by day; We fought and hurt the ones most dear, With words that never went away. It's you, it's me, My love, forgive me, hear my plea. I promised I'd be there for you, But when it mattered, I withdrew. We've shared a life of joy and pain, Some wounds remain, some words still burn; Yet we can choose to love again, To let the warmth between us return. We don't know what the years may bring, Our daughter grows; our hair turns gray; I'll hold you close through everything, We'll learn to listen, come what may. It's you, it's me, Your hand in mine, where it should be. Till our last sunset lights the sky, We'll grow still closer, you and I.
