by Dean Friedman

We were just barely out of school when we moved in
together in a one room flat off Riverside. And in
our tiny vestibule we embraced before we stepped
outside, To brave the cold, cold winds. Our love
begins.

Long afternoons we lay in bed, watching TV,
reading romance novels, mysteries and magazines.
And who would've guessed just up ahead we would
learn what pain and heartache means. 'Cause sweet
beginnings pass. They never last.

But we're all grown, all grown, all grown now.
Yes, we're all grown, all grown, all grown now.
And it doesn't really matter how the both of us
arrived. It's just a miracle that we survived.

All throughout the early years as we lived our
life and made mistakes and tried each other's
sanity. You see, in spite of all our fears we both
knew that this was meant to be. It may have been
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In times of anger our love hid, but never fled and
so we learned that love means living with a broken
heart. And though there were times we almost did,
somehow we have never come apart. Our souls have
both been scarred, the road was hard.

And we're all grown, all grown, all grown now...

And so it's been throughout our life that when
each has failed the other finds the strength to
mend the broken ties. Because a husband and a wife
must both know how to read between the lies. To
stay may seem a curse. To leave is worse.

Now as we put the kids to bed and turn out the
light you know I can't help wondering where the
time has gone. And as they say their sweet
goodnights and beg for one last bedtime song, I
think how blessed we are, to come so far.

And we're all grown, all grown, all grown now...