You hold hands..

You hold hands..

You hold hands and you walk..
A mile, a thousand miles..
It does not matter…
You hold hands and you walk..
.
The scenes may be stunning
They may not..
You hold hands and you walk..
.
The weather may be pleasant
It may not
You hold hands and you walk..
.
The roads may end
But you never let go
You hold hands and you walk.. .

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