Hallways and staircases everyday to climb. To go up to my white walled room out on the end of time. Where I can be with my love for she is all that is mine. And she'll always be there my love don't care about time. I laugh with her cry with her hold her close she is mine. The way she tells me of her love and never is she trying. She don't have to be assured of many good things to find. And she'll always be there my love don't care about time. Her eyes are dark and deep with love her hair hangs long and fine. She walks with ease and all she sees is never wrong or right. And with her arms around me tight I see her all in my mind. And she'll always be there my love don't care about time. And she'll always be there my love don't care about time.