My voice gets numb
I'll have no more
sweet words to tell
No more glory of youth
No more flowers as such, to share
Will you love me then?
Just the way you do now
Will you feel my every pain, then?
My eyes surround
With wrinkles around
And, I remain
No more a young, beautiful lady
You get to know
I'm no more a fresh flower
Will you love me then?
Just the way you do now
Will you care for me then?
I can dance no more
With you in the monsoon rain
Nor can I be a nightingale
Just to relieve your pain
But you feel delight
To know I'm there
Living Within you as your soul
And my love hasn't faded
Along the fading years of age
Will you care for me then?
Just the way you do now?
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