"Out, out, brief candle! Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage and then is heard no more. It is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing." ~ William Shakespeare

'Til my body is dust... 'til my soul is no more... I will love you, love you... 'Til the sun starts to cry... and the moon turns to rust... I will love you, love you... But I need to know... will you stay for all...time... forever and a day... Then I'll give my heart 'til the end of all... time...forever and a day... 'Til the storms fill my eyes... and we touch the last time... I will love you, love you...