George Gershwin - Love Is Here to Stay

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 fancies,

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 tumble,

Gibralter may crumble,

They're only made of clay,

But our love is here to stay.