Two Young Kids

Sitting at the table tonight

You look so beautiful

In the candlelight

And looking at her, looking at him

After fifty years

I pictured you and I and candlelight

And we would look so beautiful

And two young kids

Would be wishing they were us

Time it is a vision unclear

Blessed with adventure and full of fear

And looking at her, looking at him

Made it seem so easy

You're looking natural in my eyes

We found life's wonderful surprise

And someday two young kids

Will be wishing they were us

Perfect love exists

I've seen it for myself

It's not kisses and moonlight serenades

It's two people holding on to happiness

Before it fades

I just cannot be here without you

Darling what's this heart supposed to do

It's suddenly here crystal clear

You are the one

I picture flowers and me dressed in white

And you and I and candlelight

And two young kids

Just wishing they were us