Tell me will your eyes grow weary of seeing me smile
will your lips start pursing when we kiss
will your skin still be warm when i reach out to touch
will we be so much in love always
tell me will you still laugh at my nonsensical silence
will every of my flaws still be our little secret
will every May be our day
will we be so much in love always
will we slide to the end of always
yes let's slide to the end of always
I'll have to start recognizing your every smell and every sound
should my eyes fail me at the end of always
I'll hear your laughs and see your smiles
even if my ears fail me at the end of always
we'll still dance and prance around
with our cranes and limps to the end of always
yes, let's slide bby, to the end of always...
always.
ny