Grow Old With Me

grow old with me, my love
feel the touch my hand in yours
from the bright lights of new love
to the golden years of twlight.

grow old with me, my love
happiness growing each day
loving in your arms i see
gold, priceless, unique

grow old with me, my love
see our children's lives bloom
enjoying the fragrance of their lives
like golden flowers in the sun

grow old with me, my love
feel the touch your hand in mine
shiney and new in our hearts today
will never loose the luster of gold
By Channon Lang
copyright 1998