I was ready for forever
But life got in the way
I walked the path of the dead
And sat on Colemans grave
At the pantry of the village
Where the white horse comes to play
Where I loved you, loved you, loved you
Five long years seems like one day
I was ready for forever
And will be so when I die
I only hope that love can bloom
And be right by my side
And when I am a hundred
Sitting hand in hand
I want to have you near me
As we walk to the promised land
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