Peggy Lee

You look at me and won - der, you look at me and doubt;
Darling your eyes are asking, “Will the flame burn out?”
Well, no one is sure of sun - shine, no one is sure of dawn,
But I am sure my love will live on and on.
I'll be tired of you when stars are tired of gleaming;
When I am tired of dreaming, then I'll be tired of you.
This I know is true: when winds are tired of blow - ing,
When grass is tired of grow - ing, then I'll be tired of you.
Bridge:
Be - yond the years, 'til day is night, 'til wrong is right,
'Til birds refuse to sing,
Beyond the years, the echo of my only love
Will still be whispering, whispering.
And if my throb - bing heart should ever start re - peat - ing
That it is tired of beat - ing, then I'll be tired of you