When we’ve sung all that we have to sing
and we no longer have the words…
When we’ve travelled all across the world
like beautiful, flightless birds,
I will be here still.
When we’ve drunk in every pub in soho
to last us a lifetime…
And we’ve laughed down every cobbled street
with your hand placed in mine,
I will be here still.
When our little boy grows to be a man
and learns the wonders of life’s romance…
And we’ve watched his children’s children
sing and laugh and dance,
I will be here still.
When your hair turns from light to grey
and no longer has youth’s shine…
When you’ve seen a thousand starry nights
to fade the sparkle in your eye,
I will journey with you until the end;
Until we are but fragile figures
I will lie with you at your side
Until your voice becomes a whisper,
And I will love you still.
– She Moves
