ella fitzgerald
then i'll be tired of you
You look at me and wonder You look at me and doubt Darling, your eyes are asking "Will the flame burn out?"  No one is sure of sunshine 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 blowing When grass is tired of growing Then I'll be tired of you  Beyond the years till day is night Till wrong is right, till birds refuse to sing Beyond the years the echo of my only love Will still be whispering, whispering  If my throbbing heart Should ever start repeating That it is tired of beating Then I'll be tired of you