I've never been one
For asking questions 'bout the future
If we had met before
I probably would've asked it sooner
When years pass too fast, will you still want me?
When we're grey, looks fade, will you still want me?
I've always been too
Scared of knowing where it might lead
I won't let my fears
Keep us from being what we could be
When years pass too fast, will you still want me?
When we're grey, looks fade, will you still want me?
Will you still want me?
Will you still want me?
Will you still want me?
Will you still want me?
Will you still want me?
