Thinking Out Loud

When your legs don’t work like they used to before

And I can’t sweep you off of your feet,

Will your mouth still remember the taste of my love?

Will your eyes still smile from your cheeks?

And, darling, I will be loving you 'til we’re 70!

And, baby, my heart could still fall as hard at 23!

And I’m thinking 'bout how people fall in love in mysterious ways...