When we were young stories were told That I would kiss you sweat like People say there was a connection between us Now that we're old stories are told Of how I hold you tight When ever I see these people I tell them they were right

Stories will be told From when our children were young Until they're old About are endless love We must have had a blessing from above

Stories will be told until we're old Stories will be told until the end of time Stories will be told until we're old Stories will be told until the end of time

Until the sun won't rose Oh let me tell you mine, let me tell you mine

It all started on 77th Street We were just thirteen I had no cares at all Until I saw you in the corner of my eye It chnged my views It changed my whole life