You always tell me that I'm beautiful
and I like that,
I really do.
You always kiss me in the morning
and I like when we make love in your room.
But when we get older,
will you still think
I'm beautiful?
And when we get older,
will I be enough for you?
And when life gets hard
and we fall down, will you still pick me up?
Will we grow older or will our love grow old?
My parents kissed and held each other's hands
when I was little.
I remember that.
It makes me sad to think where they went wrong.
And I'm scared of letting my heart go.
So when we get older,
will you still think I'm beautiful?
And when we get older,
will I be enough for you?
And when life gets hard and we fall down,
will you still pick me up?
Will we grow older or will our love grow old?
And when we grow older,
will you still think I'm beautiful?
And when we get older,
will I be enough for you?
And when life gets hard and we fall down,
will you still pick me up?
Will we grow older or will our love grow old?
Will we grow older or will our love grow old?
Will we grow older or will our love grow old?
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