#oppa--

When my hairs all but gone and my memory fades, and the crowds don't remember my name.. when my hands don't play the strings the same way, I know you will still love me the same. (`gets on his knees) Cause honey your soul could never grow old it's evergreen. Baby your smile's forever in my mind in memory. I'm thinkin bout how people fall in love in mysterious ways maybe it's all part of a plan. I'll just keep on makin the same mistakes hopin that you'll understand..