Proposition

When all of our friends have gone home
and all of our time left is alone
When my voice loses its tone
and our bodies are skin dangling off the bone
Would you still love me
Could you still love me
Like I’d love you
When you’ve finally lost your nerve
and you see that I’m much less than you deserve
Would you still love me
Could you still love me
Like I’d love you
When memory starts fading away
and I’m finding less things to speak every day
when every night leaves us cold and gray
and for richer or poorer left us poor all the way
Would you still love me
Could you still love me
Like I’d love you