By: Frank Sanitra
intro-
The more I read the papers,
the less I comprehend.
The world and all it's
capers and how it all will
end.
Nothing seems to be lasting,
but that isn't our
affair.
We've got something
permanent,
I mean in the way we care.
-refrain-
It's very clear our love is
here to stay.
Not for a year, but ever and
a day.
The radio and the telephone.
And the movies that we know.
May just be passing fancies
and in time may go.
But, oh my dear, our love is
here to stay.
Together were going a long,
long way.
In time the rockies may
crumble,
Gibraltar may tumble,
they're only made of clay.
But our love is here to stay |
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