When You Are Old

When you are old and tired and gray

And wear your overcoat on sunny days

When your brave tales have all been told

I'll ask for them when you are old

When you are old and full of sleep

And death no longer makes you weep

When your body aches with cold

I'll warm your heart when you are old

And you'll still be the same to me

A comfort and a mystery

And I will be old too you see

I'll need someone to comfort me

When you are old and pale and gaunt

And a gentle hand is all you want

I will give you mine to hold

I'll be here when you are old

I will give you mine to hold

I'll be here when you are old