I'll stop loving you when you've counted all the grains of sand on Earth(including the ones underwater.)
   I'll stop loving you when us mere humans can live in a million degrees(or hotter.)
      I'll stop loving you when no children are born and no people die.
         I'll stop loving you when all the stars fade and its only a jet black sky.
            I'll ****** my heart back when all the world's eyes are nothing but cheery and dry.
             When all the war is gone, no one is wronged, and there aren't any tears to be cried.
                  I'll stop loving you when there are no more songs to sing, no music to play, no concerts to hear
                     I'll stop loving you when there's eight days a week and five-hundred days in a year.
                        So as you can see, unless Fate have it be true, I will always be, in love, with you...