Someday the sun will set beyond the sea,
Its light put out never again to rise.
And later on, with naught else left to see
The final stars will twinkle out and die.
Maybe the sea will dry and turn to glass
Or banish life 'til all is naught by dust
And time has come to know its day is past.
Whate'er the fate, when all has come to thus
And nothing there remains, if love is true
the empty universe will pulse and fill
with all the care that I have borne for you
the universe once cold will live on still.
Our life, too brief, is but a drop in time
The love we share is nothing but divine.