I'll be the one That stays 'till the end And I'll be the one That needs you again
And I'll be the one that proposes In a garden of roses And truly loves you long after our curtain closes
But will you still love me When nobody wants me around When I turn 81 and forget things Will you still be proud?
Cause I am the one That waited this long And I am the one That might get it wrong
And I'll be the one That will love you The way I'm supposed to, girl
But will you still love me When nobody wants me around, around When I turn 81 and forget things Will you still be proud?
Proud of me, of my short list of accomplishments Me and my lack of new news Me and my selfishness Or me and myself wish you nothing but a happy new version of you
Cause I, I want you to tell me you find it hard to be yourself so I can say,"It's gonna be alright." And I want you to love me the way you love your family, the way you love to show me what it's like to be happy
The thoughts crowd me Scratch at my mind, A thousand crows fly around It rains black, Feathers float down In slow motion like snow Each different, unique, They continue to fall. My mind confused the feathers Bloat out light of thought Confusion, Disorientation, Am I losing my mind I see a mirror dive though Serine, Calm, Like after a storm, The thoughts that scratched Now flown away, All that is left is a single feather, A reminder that thoughts Can claw, scratch at your mind Consume you in darkness, But wash it away, And all that is left is you and a clam mind.