What Counts

Its not what you say,
Or what you do,
Not how you look or act,
Who you are inside is what counts.

It's how you think,
And how you feel,
And the way your eyes
Are windows to your soul.

And I see that you're sad
Because of what he's done.
But hold on, my darling,
To those tears.

Let not a single one drop
Until I am there to wipe them away.

And I shall be there,
Fear you not, I could not
Be halted in my cause
Lest the Sands of Time
Should cease their eternal flow.

And even then,
Even at the point in which
Time does not exist,
I would find a way.

So let your tears come,
Let them roll down your face.
'Cause I'm there, even now,
To wipe them away.