The wind blows past and I’m changing fast.
The years roll by and all around is lies.
You loved me then with a love so sweet
that it brought me crashing to my knees.
I held on tight to your every word
like a baby bird hangs on to a little worm.
When the passing years take away who I am
I wonder if you’ll still love me unconditionally then,
for yes my dear, you said you loved me so
and promised sweetly that you always would,
but will you still love me like you should
when I’m no longer the me you knew?