30 Years in Love (Louis Toliver Jr.

30 Years in Love (Louis Toliver Jr. - Swartz, LA)

In 3 years, we discovered love was a roller coaster

But can time be the glue that binds us?

Our relationship clicked on the tracks upward

In 6 years, we built a life on our love

We figured out our rhythm in 3-line stanzas

Hands up in the air, we soared into the dark

In 9 years, we lost each other in ourselves

Problems spiraled that could have been solved

Riding a future that couldn’t hold us together

In 12 years, we found each other in solutions

Though times were tough, but we were smooth

The good times we never took for granted

In 15 years, we fought the sadness

The waves of self-doubt and fiction

But happiness is the ride that we caught

In 18 years, we faced a storm of confusion

Rejection, acceptance, heartache, and joy

We fought hard, tough, fast, and eager

In 21 years, sickness tried to creep up

We were more prepared to sneak down

So, no worries, our love makes sense

In 24 years, we almost came off the tracks

But we were each other’s handle bars

Jerk to the left, jerk to the right, we held tight

In 27 years, we restated our vows from the heart

To be proud and true forever and ever

I regret nothing about this love ride

In 30 years, our strength has been tested

There is no question that our love is stable

Not even this rollercoaster can come between us

Our love transcends time and it is stronger than glue

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