Friday, May 03, 2013

Sun

Please grow old along with me
They predict our best
Its yet to be
And when our time is done
We will fit as one

Just grow old along with me
Our branches stretch from our tree
Tilt to face the garish Sun
When the day is done
God bless our love
Just protect our love

Spending our nights together
Fighting questions together
Our world is without end
The stars shine without end

Grow old along with me
Branches of the same ancient tree
Leaves turned to the sun
The golden setting sun