Cilla

I wanna make you smile whenever you´re sad
Carry you around when your arthritis is bad
All I wanna do is grow old with you

I´ll get your medicine when your tummy aches
Build you a fire if the furnace breaks
Oh it could be so nice, growing old with you

I´ll miss you
I´ll kiss you
Give you my coat when you are cold

I´ll need you
I´ll feed you
Even let ya hold the remote control

So let me do the dishes in our kitchen sink
Put you to bed if you´ve had too much to drink
I will be the one who grows old with you
I wanna grow old with you