Fine Wine Songtext
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Fine Wine Songtext
I′ve been counting numbers since I was seventeen
Looking at the pop stars singing on MTV
And it feel so different now that you're here with me
But I still wonder if you′re gonna
Look at me like this forever
Will you still love me when my hair turns grey
When I'm not young and beautiful will you stay
Will you say lovin only grows with time
And hold me and tell me that
I'm like a fine wine
Tell me that my skin
Paints a map of where I′ve been
Tell me how I make you feel
Like you are my king
Let′s get drunk on this bottle
Forget all our sorrows
Oh my god I love this life
But I wonder
Will you still love me when my hair turns grey
When I'm not young and beautiful will you stay
Will you say lovin only grows with time
And hold me and tell me that
I′m like a fine wine
Will you still love me when my youth is gone
Will you appreciate the woman I've become
Will you say lovin only grows with time
And hold me and tell me that
I′m like a fine wine
Will you still love me when my hair turns grey
When I'm not young and beautiful will you stay
Will you say lovin only grows with time
And hold me and tell me that
I′m like a fine wine
Looking at the pop stars singing on MTV
And it feel so different now that you're here with me
But I still wonder if you′re gonna
Look at me like this forever
Will you still love me when my hair turns grey
When I'm not young and beautiful will you stay
Will you say lovin only grows with time
And hold me and tell me that
I'm like a fine wine
Tell me that my skin
Paints a map of where I′ve been
Tell me how I make you feel
Like you are my king
Let′s get drunk on this bottle
Forget all our sorrows
Oh my god I love this life
But I wonder
Will you still love me when my hair turns grey
When I'm not young and beautiful will you stay
Will you say lovin only grows with time
And hold me and tell me that
I′m like a fine wine
Will you still love me when my youth is gone
Will you appreciate the woman I've become
Will you say lovin only grows with time
And hold me and tell me that
I′m like a fine wine
Will you still love me when my hair turns grey
When I'm not young and beautiful will you stay
Will you say lovin only grows with time
And hold me and tell me that
I′m like a fine wine
Writer(s): Bryn Christopher, Vincent Kottkamp, Linnea Soedal Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
