When we grow old
Would you still kiss my forehead
And wake me up
****** glances at me
When i step out of the bath

When we grow old
Would you still eat
The burnt toast for breakfast
Evrytime i tried to make it good
And screwd it up

When we grow old
Would you still brew me coffee
When i have a ****** up head
Or on weekends
So that i can stay a little longer in bed

When we grow old
Would you still call me beautiful
And kiss me passionately
Would you still hold me in silence
And say how your heart beats only for me

When we grow old
Would you still surprise me with gifts
And leave behind chits

When we grow old
Would you still rest my head on your shoulder
And sing me a song
Would you still promise to love me
When i'm gone

And when i'm gone
Would you promise to carry me
In your arms to the grave
Like you carried me so lovingly
On our wedding day