When there's no tomorrow,
No hopes, nor any sorrow,
When you and I can lie next to each other in peace,
not worrying about any common dreams,
When my body fits into your crevasses
and your limbs float upon mine,
That one night of pleasure,
Just one night of leisure...
Ah, did I dream of it?
For dreams are for those who believe.
Did I hope for more?
No, for hopes are where expectations hide.
I close my eyes and draw a blank,
I open them and see no one-
What nights are those I spend with myself?!
I want that one night without a morrow.