Lyrics:

Darling, we are growing old
And show the silver in our hair
Sands of time have stolen all the gold
That made your youthful tresses fair

But years can never steal away
A love that never can grow old
What care we for tresses gray
Since love will always keep its gold

Love, I'll tell you with a kiss
If heaven gives back the youth we miss
Your face will be no fairer then
When silver threads are gold again

Darling, I can read today
The question in your thoughtful eyes
You wonder if I wish for May
Beneath this frosty Autumn sky

Love of mine, be sure of this
For me, no face could be so fair
Than this one that I stoop to kiss
Beneath its crown of silver hair