the doorstep of the end of time.

I suggest that you read this poem with this music: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Sz1idnMQFOA
Tks Jack Vella

I've seen the stars floating in the see,
I could see a reflection and it wasn't me,
I could see the angels flying around,
I could hear the music,
yet there was no sound,
and on the ground,
and meadows of flowers,
I could hear stories being told,
children being fed,
and another card that was fold.
and in the mist and cold of yet another night,
I could see my image,
I could hear my plight,
Leave me not, for without you I am vain,
we'd still have to show our love,
and repeat it again,
and in the meadows of flowers,
I see you dangling your crown,
Let me be your knight,
but don't let me kneel down
let me fight and show you,
the courage I'm made of,
for beauty might shine,
but it won't last,
and then time passes,
and you won't see your past,
for our love is stronger 
than that of fairytales,
our heart is brighter
and can't be measured by scales,
for I might die or even you,
but we'd be remembered as the ones,
who made the world's roof,
the brightest blue,
cause I was yours in my lifetime,
so you were mine,
and we'd still be remembered till,
and on the doorstep of the end of time.