When the oceans stop moaning,
When the rocks stop groaning,
When the birds stop singing,
When the earth stops living.
When my heart stops beating,
When my lungs stop breathing,
When my blood stops flowing,
When the skies stop snowing.
When your smile fades into the dust,
When the pick up trusck is covered in rust,
When people stop singing of the joy of love,
When the sun falls out of the sky above.
When your eyes stop holding that perfect look,
When I no longer love the feel of books,
When there's nothing else left to do,
That's when I'll stop needing you.
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