Do you remember meeting me
Yeah, I don’t get many things right
Someday, you’ll bury me and our
Do you remember when you were
A child on the fourth of July?
Your tricycle was waving a flag
And everything seemed right
Did you know then that the rest of your life
Would be both water and wine?
At a bar on Rosemary Street back then?
And the lights were deafeningly bright
We didn’t know then that the rest of our life
Would be both water and wine
And I don’t get much sleep at all
But as long as I’m breathing I’ll fight
For you and all that we’ve become
Grandchildren will dance at the grave site
And as I’m walking into the light
I’ll look back on this wonderful sight
‘Cause our love was both water and wine
Lyrics gathered by J. Hodge
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