For All We KnowRod Stewart

Нежная баллада о мимолётности встречи — давай не прощаться до последней минуты и сделаем этот момент сладким.

For all we know
We may never meet again
Before you go
Make this moment sweet again
We won't say goodnight
Until the last minute
I'll hold out my hand
And my heart will be in it
For all we know
This may only be a dream
We come and go
Like a ripple on a stream
So love me, tonight
Tomorrow was made for some
Tomorrow may never come
For all we know
Tomorrow may never come
For all we know