singer
songwriter
acoustic
beatles
music
florida
new york
love songs
writer
college performer
larry whitler
robin macblane
Lyrics
When he was a boy
He brought her a stone
He painted on it "I heart you"
Then left it at her home
And she knew right away
The boy in the second row in second grade
Loved stones
So she called him on the telephone
This is the way I love, love
This is the way I love, love
This is the way I love, love you---
When she got a car
He made her a tape
With twenty songs from Mick and Keith
Then left it at her gate
When she heard she could tell
The boy in the record store would always sell
Her Stones
And she la-la-la-la'd all way home
This is the way I love, love
This is the way I love, love
This is the way I love, love you---
Twenty years goes by so fast
Ya gotta make each moment last
Ya gotta recognize the things
That mean everything
When that moment came
He knelt on the tile
He placed his hand upon his heart
Then she began to smile
For she knew with no doubt
The ring he was giving her was not about
The stone
It was how their hearts had found a home
This is the way I love, love
This is the way I love, love
This is the way I love, love you---
This is the way I love, love
This is the way I love, love
This is the way I love, love you---