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...
Loving can heal, loving can mend your soul,
And it's the only thing that I know.
I swear it will get easier,
Remember that with every piece of ya,
And it's the only thing
To take with us when we die.