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Song 17       Thank You


Melody by Becky Simpson. Vocals and guitar: Dayna Lynn
Lyrics: David Gardiner

Thank you for the moments when you walked a while with me
Full of joy and understanding when we gave our love for free
And you never tried to make me what I didn’t want to be.

In a world that’s ever circling round a slowly dying sun
The past alone is constant and can never be undone.
Every living person changes every moment of the day
But the past is always present, it can never go away
And we’ll always be together now, no matter where we stray

. All the people who have held me help to make me who I am
I remember every gentle touch, the passion and the calm.
We’ll always have these moments that we’ve shared so tenderly
Though we may be separated by a mountain or a sea
We’re a part of one another now – for all eternity.

Ever growing, ever learning, ever striving to be free
To create the man and woman that will soon be you and me.
There’s a world beyond that’s waiting, we’re too young to settle down
It’s our time to find our bearings, test the water, look around
But there’s nothing that can take away the friendship that we’ve found.

There’s no clause of limitation on the love I share with you
It will always be there waiting, ever eager, ever new.
The deepest love we’ll ever find is love without demands
That doesn’t ask for promises or bind with wedding bands
That can celebrate the freedom that the other one commands.

Love that asks for nothing but is given like a song
Love that doesn’t wonder if it’s right or if it’s wrong
Love that doesn’t stifle, doesn’t limit, doesn’t scold
Doesn’t ask for grim assurances or suddenly run cold
Love that never judges, and resentment will not hold.

Thank you for the moments when you walked a while with me
Full of joy and understanding when we gave our love for free
And you never tried to make me what I didn’t want to be.
No you never tried to make me what I didn’t want to be.



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