You look at me and wonder, you look at me and doubt
Darling your eyes are asking, the flame burn out
Well, no one is sure of sunshine, no one is sure of dawn
But I am sure my love will live on and on
I'll be tired of you when stars are tired of gleaming
When I am tired of dreaming, then I'll be tired of you
This I know is true: when winds are tired of blowing
When grass is tired of growing, then I'll be tired of you
Bridge
Beyond the years, 'til day is night, 'til wrong is right
'Til birds refuse to sing
Beyond the years, the echo of my only love
Will still be whispering, whispering
And if my throbbing heart should ever start repeating
That it is tired of beating, then I'll be tired of you
