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 pa**ing fancies, And in time they go. But, oh, my dear, Our love is here to stay; Together we're 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.