♪
♪ Will you be there when all the glory is gone, ♪
♪ and only memories remain? ♪
♪ Will you be there to tell my children the truth, ♪
♪ when no one remembers my name? ♪
♪ When the gray in my hair doesn't matter, ♪
♪ and the voice you hear now becomes weak? ♪
♪ When my stories are told much too often, ♪
♪ and my hand shakes when I touch your cheek? ♪
♪ Will you be there when no one else will come, ♪
♪ to hold my hand in the night? ♪
♪ Will you be there when I'm afraid to go on, ♪
♪ and tell me everything will be all right? ♪
♪ When the gray in my hair doesn't matter, ♪
♪ and the voice you hear now becomes weak? ♪
♪ When my stories are told much too often, ♪
♪ and I still shake when you touch my cheek? ♪
♪ Will you be there to help me pass the days, ♪
♪ and let me know you still care? ♪
♪ I will face whatever the years may bring, ♪
♪ if only I know you'll be there. ♪
♪♪
♪ I will face whatever the years may bring, ♪
♪ if only I know you'll be there. ♪
♪♪