When your hair is gray
                              And the youth of your face has gone away
                              When you can't reach the floor
                              Or even the door
                              When you can't say ' I love you ' the same as before
                              When you can't hug me anymore
                              When you're bedridden 
                              And dancing was forbidden
                              You never forgot to make me smile each way
                              I still fall for you everyday
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