I’ve seen the world, Done it all, had my cake now. Diamonds, brilliant, and Bel-Air now. Hot summer nights mid July, When you and I were forever wild. The crazy days, the city lights The way you’d play with me like a child.
Will you still love me when I’m no longer young and beautiful? Will you still love me when I got nothing but my aching soul? I know you will, I know you will. I know that you will. Will you still love me when I’m no longer beautiful?