[Verse 1: Luka]
Dear Future Wife
I pray before I meet you I go blind
Hmmm, okay, not physically but metaphysically
I pray that my eyes don’t drown in the sea of your beauty
That the planet of my heart is not illuminated by the sun of your smile
That my emotions are not strangled by the curves of your body
I pray that I may never get so lost in the richness of your eyes
I forget about the poverty of life
That the vacuum of your sight may never make me lose my breath

[Chorus: Lana Del Rey]
Will you still love me when I’m no longer young and beautiful?
Will you still love me when I got nothing but my aching soul?
I know you will
I know you will
I know that you will
Will you still love me when I’m longer beautiful?
Will you still love me when I’m no longer young and beautiful??

[Verse 2: Luka]
‘Cause I know the blasphemy of my eyes
The idolatry of media shrines
That strip you of your substance and glorify the superficial
I've worshiped in their temples
With Twerk Prophets, Bikini Priests and Apostles of Lust
Sacrificed your worth at the altar of porn
I don’t know how to find you in the garbage bag of my retinas
‘Cause I've dated girls whose beauty had me way past tipsy – I'm drunk!
But when the hangover of their personality hit me
It burnt the liver of my hope
[Chorus: Lana Del Rey]
Will you still love me when I’m no longer young and beautiful?
Will you still love me when I got nothing but my aching soul?
I know you will
I know you will
I know that you will
Will you still love me when I’m longer beautiful?
Will you still love me when I’m no longer young and beautiful??

[Verse 3: Luka]
I pray I may have the courage to appreciate God’s love That shines through the torch of your service
For the grace to walk through the hallways of your mind And unlock the doors of Heaven’s intellect stashed away
The faith to look past your physical flaws
And appreciate the beauty of your spirit
And if I’m ever amazed at your physical beauty
Maybe when you're sixty-five with missing teeth and saggy cheeks
May I look at you with the eyes of a love-struck teenager and say
“Baby, how you so young and beautiful.”

[Chorus: Lana Del Rey]
Will you still love me when I’m no longer young and beautiful?
Will you still love me when I got nothing but my aching soul?
I know you will
I know you will
I know that you will
Will you still love me when I’m longer beautiful?
Will you still love me when I’m no longer young and beautiful??