When I Stop Loving You
When dawn's light is drawn from the moon
And morning dew arrives in the afternoon
When willows rejoice instead of weeping
And promises are no longer worth keeping
When artists paint only in dull shades of gray
And stars abandon the realm of the Milky Way
When a pen and ink no longer can I find
When love is a word that can be defined
That will be the moment when I stop loving you
And my heart forever dwell in a world of blue
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