Someday when I'm old and frail
When wrinkles are all that you see
My hair is silky, long and grey
Will you still be in love with me?

If my hands become shaky and shriveled
Or I often seem weak in the knees
If my feet are always cold at night
Will you still be in love with me?

When my eye sight starts to diminish
Or my minds no longer young and free
If my clothes don't match from time to time
Will you still be in love with me?

Maybe I'll become a sour old soul
Or often wet the sheets as we sleep
But I need to know that no matter what
You will always be in love with me.