Wouldn't Change A Thing.

A short poem.

Hand in hand, I wouldn't change a thing.

Time and space around us, I wouldn't change a thing.

You stare into my eyes; I stare into yours, I wouldn't change a thing.

Forever and ever by your side, I wouldn't change a thing.

The accident . . ... I wouldn't change a thing.

If I knew you were going to leave me, when we first started talking, I wouldn't change a thing.