Love Me - Blundetto, Clément Petit

Love me,

I wanna know if you’ll love me when i’ll be old,

Love me,

I need to know what love will be when we’ll grow old.

Some say it’s a question in vain,

But no one, no one can tell

That love last as long as it can

When that sorrow always come to the end.

Love me,

I wanna know if you’ll love me when i’ll be old,

Love me,

I need to know what love will be when we’ll grow old.

Oh show me,

I need to know will you still love me

When I’ll be old.

Is it true that passion in facts,

That’s why love can not last.

Is it all what love is made of?

Well I’m sorry but I’m gonna need more.

Love me,

I wanna know if you’ll love me when i’ll be old,

Love me,

I need to know what love will be when we’ll grow old.

Oh show me,

I need to know will you still love me

When I’ll be old.

Oh I need you to promise me,

That you’ll try to love me for what i’ll be.

Oh love me,

I wanna know if you’ll love me when i’ll be old,

Love me,

I need to know what love will be when we’ll grow old.

Oh show me,

I need to know will you still love me

When I’ll be old.

When I’ll be old.