The Masters Of Space And Time in Splitsville

If i were the master of space and time
You and i would never die
It wouldn't be magic or make-believe
Just the need to never be apart

If physics were subject to my caprice
A kiss from you might last a week
And all the dark matter would be replaced
With brighter hues to suit you taste

And at zero hour the lights will fade
As souls return for judgement day
It's beautiful but understand
For you i'd start the world again