Proposition - My Jerusalem

When all of our friends have gone home

and all of our time left is alone

When my voice loses its tone

and our bodies are skin dangling off the bone

Would you still love me

Could you still love me

Like I’d love you

When you’ve finally lost your nerve

and you see that I’m much less than you deserve

Would you still love me

Could you still love me

Like I’d love you

When memory starts fading away

and I’m finding less things to speak every day

when every night leaves us cold and gray

and for richer or poorer left us poor all the way

Would you still love me

Could you still love me

Like I’d love you