'Til Death
Joseph Somers Morales
Girl, I wanna grow old with you
Watch our kids grow up
Even though we don't want them to
There ain't no giving up
I will hold your hand
Through all the rotten stuff
Would you love me like you say?
Hold me till the ending day
Oh-whoa-oh
That's all I want you to say so
Ooh
Would you hold me close?
Until our coffins close
Until they lay the rose
Until they put us home
And we fall out and go
Oh, oh