Will You Be Here?

Will you be here when I grow old to wrap your arms around me tight,
Hold my hand as we stroll along just like we did the other night?

Will you tell me all the secrets that you hold deep in your heart,
Will I still be your best friend like I've been right from the start?

Will you gaze into my eyes and tell me how you see,
The days ahead unfolding together, you and me?

Will you kiss me with that passion that burns so deep in you,
Kiss me with that longing even when we're eighty-two?

If you don't plan to be here then you should tell me true,
Because that's what I believe in when I say "I Love You."