So please, please, let me grow old with you,
After everything we've been through, what's left to prove?
So please, please, please, oh please let me grow old with you.
So please, please, let me grow old with you,
After everything we've been through, what's left to prove?
So please, please, please, oh please let me grow old with you.
But tied to the same track, the two of us look back,
At oncoming trains ahead.
How many more times can we lay on the line,
Watching our love hang by a thread?