And Then Some

And while the outside grows dim and cold, I know I've got somebody to hold; And no matter what they naysayers say, I'll be here for you until the last day.

And then some.

They clock it ticks, and tocks away
The hours, minutes, seconds wane,
And I'd give my very last dime
To have a never ending supply of you and me time.

And then some.

In the mornings when the day is freezing, Another hour of rest would seem so pleasing, But we must both arise and face the world So ordered things don't slowly become unfurled.

And then some.

But it's not so bad, when we're apart,
Because we're still linked at the heart.
We don't have to worry, or have to fear, Because no matter where we go, we're always near.

And then some.