I have not played this song in a while...it's a simple love song about love's simple things
What matters most is not the boast
Of things or success we have proved
But in the end we must contend
With just one thing; how have we loved?
What good is this; the stone-cold kiss
Of gold and all that it may boast?
It’s not in ‘stuff’ of rust and fluff
But how we love that matters most
Let me be frank, we cannot thank
Or dance in arms of boast’s success
It is quite clear and simple, dear
To love is to find happiness
© Janet Martin