It all comes to.

A fan I will stay,
Untill the end of the days.
A heart I will hold,
Unless it unfolds.
A man I will be,
As long as I can see.
A life I will save,
As long as I can behave.
A story I will tell,
And it shall sell.
A key I will turn,
And it shall churn.
These lives that we live,
Without and give.
These memories we dear,
Without any fear.
It all comes to this,
Now let's be bliss.