Precious stones and stolen thrones vanish in a day
and your golden rings, your silver rings will crumble and decay.
Silks and satins and crimson velvet will someday fade away
but the stones will stand across the land and love will have its day.

Change will come to everyone, never question why
sticks and stones will break your bones and words will make you cry
the sun will shiver, the moon will crumble and vanish from the sky
but the hills remain, love's the same, love will never die.

I can see the lights below us twinkle like the stars;
and I know they're waiting patiently for the day to break again.

Distant skies, different eyes, change has come so fast
mother of pearl, distant girl clutches at the past
but in the sunset I see your eyes and they tell me nothing's lost
while the rocks remain, loves the same, strong love, strong love, strong love will last.