It gets harder every time I go, But it feels so good when I come home
We are the lucky ones, Going strong and it’s getting better You’re still the one I’m dreaming of
Every night, when we sleep together I always know, When I come home, We’ll make up for the nights alone When we end up making love We’re the lucky ones
They say that absence makes, A heart grow fonder, and I know, It’s always worth the wait But it’s lonely on the road We are the lucky ones We’ve been through feast and famine, yeah We have lived on love And we’d do it again
I believeeeeeee that the lord God created the universe, I believe that he sent his only son to die for our sins, and I believe that the ancient Jews built boats and sailed to America! I am a Mormon, and a Mormon just believes!