All those first and seconds, farewell to all the others we bid.
All alone in our little worlds, where nothing we need hide,
Then we ran into each other, and we felt our souls collide.
I don't care for being your first anything, I'd rather be the last,
The one that you remember when spring and summer are past.
I'd rather grow old knowing that I completely loved all of you,
Than to ever doubt, to ever give up, on what we know is true.
I feel you deep inside my heart and it never seems to go away,
If we didn't know ourselves, we knew each other in every way.
I refuse to let you go, and you never said you wanted me to,
Whatever happens between now and then, I'll always love you.