When

I said… In time, when my hair has gone wispy and grey When my youth like my hairline has scampered away When my joints creak aloud any time that I move When my musical taste isn’t quite in groove Will you tolerate me whilst I idolise you Will you still be my soulmate when these things are true And then I said… In time, when my tummy casts shade on my feet When my teeth as a set are no longer complete When I enter a room and I don’t recall why When I can’t hear the TV unless it’s up high When these things happen, when these things are true Will you still want me… please answer me do And she said… Remember we stood with the rings we would give We promised each other, “So long as we live” How many times did our dotage occur to us Well, it seems that in your case, the ‘When’ is superfluous