If I died in your arms How long would you hold me How long would it take you to let me go Does this time measure your love? If I died in your arms How long would you remember me How many memories would you recall Does this amount measure your love? 'Cuz there's this funny thing about me Everything must be proven Must be measured and compared If I can't see your love, it doesn't exsist. If you died in my arms I'd never let go I'd carry you in my heart forever Does this measure enough for you? If you died in my arms How could I forget you You'd be in my mind always Does this measure enough for you? 'Cuz there's this funny thing about me I can't prove anything I feel it but don't show it So this is my love Poured, measured. and prepared for you.