Old by Assemblage 23 When I grow old, And my memory, Leads me deep into the fog where it abandons me, Will you remind me, Who I used to be, When I was younger? When I am old, And the hands of time, Have ravaged all the remnants of my fragile mind, Will you still tell me, How it used to be, When I was stronger? If time is cruel, And it takes away, All the recollections of my younger days, Please help me reminisce, All these past events, When days were brighter. And years from now, When I can't recall, The faces and the names I used to know so well, Promise you'll help me, Regain those memories, When my load was lighter. When we were young, And the world seemed, Full of nothing else but possibility, I still remember, Blankets of whispers, That said forever. But if autumn comes, And your love for me, Has withered like the leaves that fall from every tree, Will you lie to me, So I can still believe, You still love me, You still love me?