In twenty years, the spirits twine
The summer’s fruits and hazy days
And all the hope, just like fine wine
Help us through that lover’s maze
The roll of waves, a roaring tide
The splash of luck upon the rocks
The warmth of hearts, both open wide
And time like hearts both ticks and tocks
But twenty years is just a score
A line to fold our loving hands
Still holding you and wanting more
Naught but a line in golden sand
So raise your hearts to loving days
So raise your hopes in loving gaze.