Barely old enough to call it love
showin' off, skippin' rocks across the water
stones
I handed one to you
you put it in you
you put it in your pocket, said you loved
said you'd keep it forever
stones
one by one they mark our passage
alonmg this winding road we're all on
with each turn we take
from the cradle to the grave
our path is paved with stones
a tiny velvet box
one perfect little rock
a little thing, its just a ring
but it says marry me
stones
we build our dream a home
we'll have childen, they'll have children
and they'll roll of on their own
like stones
Chrous
birthstones, steppin stones, skippin rocks
and doging lots of stc
