I want to grow old with you.
I want to hold your hand,
look into your winkled eyes,
laughing at the thought,
of why did i fall in love with you.
I want to grow old with you.
I want to lie in your arms,
when death is taking me.
I want you to whisper to me
in my ears,
How much you love me.
This should be the last words,
before i close my eyes.
I want to grow old with you
I want be there for you,
sharing everything you do.
I want to be sitting beside you,
when you are cover with gray hairs,
reflecting upon the days gone by,
how happy we are together,
how lucky I was,
to have found you
I want to grow with you
