Baby, You and Me

I sit on this old porch swing
Dreaming again and kicking my feet
Thinking about our sweet love
Baby, you and me

We don't need
All the riches on earth
Because above it all
Our love comes first

We don't need
Fancy clothes or restaurants
We find our contentment
In fulfilling each others wants

We don't need
Watches of gold or diamond rings
We've got each other
Anything else is merely trivial things

We don't need
Hundreds of acres of land
The world is our kingdom
With my hand in your hand

So now you know what's on my mind
Baby, you and me
Thinking of this perfect love
And how beautiful it has come to be

~THE FLOWING PEN~
12-17-03

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