Grow Older

You always tell me that I’m beautiful

And I like that, I really do

You always kiss me in the morning

And I like when we make love in your room
But when we get older

Will you still think I’m beautiful

When we get older

Will I be enough for you

And when life gets hard and we fall down

Will you still pick me up

Will we grow older, or will our love grow old?

My parents kissed and held each other’s hands when I was little

I remember that

It makes me sad to think where they went wrong

And I’m scared of letting my heart goSo when we get older

Will you still think I’m beautiful

When we get older

Will I be enough for you

And when life gets hard and we fall down

Will you still pick me up

Will we grow older, or will our love grow old?