Although it made me blush and brought tears to my eyes, I just wanted to tell you how much your singing this song to me the other night really took my heart for a spin. It seems I've forgotten how much the little things like this mean to me. In the beginning you did it all the time and I think I thought it would never end. I guess that's why I cherish it now more than ever. This one really hit the spot with everything that's been going on the last couple of years. So I guess I'd like to keep these lyrics here to come back to whenever I need to remind myself of what we have ahead of us and that we are in this together through thick and thin. (No matter how often we both want to just put our hands up in the air and give up.)
Tonight’s the night we’ll make history, honey, you and I
And I’ll take any risk to tie back the hands of time
And stay with you here tonightI know you feel these are the worst of times
I do believe it’s true
When people lock their doors and hide inside
Rumor has it it’s the end of paradise
But I know, if the world just passed us by
Baby I know, you wouldn’t have to cry
The best of times are when I’m alone with you
Some rain some shine, we’ll make this a world for two
Our memories of yesterday will last a lifetime
We’ll take the best, forget the rest
And someday we’ll find these are the best of times
These are the best of times
The headlines read ’these are the worst of times’
I do believe it’s trueI feel so helpless like a boat against the tide
I wish the summer winds could bring back paradise
But I know, if the world turned upside down
Baby, I know you’d always be around
The best of times are when I’m alone with you
Some rain some shine, we’ll make this a world for two
Our memories of yesterday will last a lifetime
We’ll take the best, forget the rest
And someday we’ll find these are the best of times
These are the best of times
And So my friends we’ll say goodnight for time has claimed it’s prize
But tonight will always last
As long as we keep alive memories of paradise...
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