We`re walking down the street -
hand in hand.
I want to know, my sweet,
my dear friend,
do you still adore me,
like before,
would you stand before me
f`ever more.
Would you stand by me
when I`m old,
would you keep me warm
when it`s cold.
Would you love me still
when I die...
Oh, I know I will,
I would cry.
Would you bring flowers
to my grave,
would you cry for hours,
and be brave.
Would you stand by me
when I`m old,
would you keep me warm
when it`s cold.