The Ring - Gregory Adam

She stares at that ring on her finger with a far
Away look in her eyes
She thinks of the memories that linger
Of the good days that quickly flew by
And she remembers when a young man would say
That he'd found the love of his life
She gave him her hand and he placed on a band
And asked her if she'd be his wife

Some may value it's silver
And some may value it's gold
But she knows no greater value than the
Memories it holds

She added a stone when the children were born
And her husband now looks down from above.
She's lived a good life as a mother and wife
And the ring is a symbol of love

Some may value it's silver
And some may value it's gold
But she holds no greater value than the
Memories it holds

And her friends know when to leave her alone
They can tell she needs time to cry
She stares at that ring on her finger with a far
Away look in her eyes

Some may value it's silver
Some may value it's gold
But she knows no greater value than the
Memories it holds

Than the memories it holds