The more I read the papers, the less I comprehend.The war and all its 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.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 fences, and in time may 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, the rotten may tumble.They're only made of clay, but our love is here to stay.Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm.But, oh my dear, our love is here to stay.Together we're going a long, long, long way.In time the rockies may crumble, the rotten may tumble.They're only made of clay, but our love is here,our love is here, our love is here,our love is here, our love is here to stay.Thank you for watching!