A popular song from 1934.
Words by Sam M. Lewis.
Music by J. Fred Coots.
The sheet music:
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:
Lyrics
- Sweetheart, the night is growing old
Sweetheart, my love is still untold
A kiss that is never tasted
Forever and ever is wasted
Chorus
For all we know we may never meet again
Before you go, make this moment sweet again
We won’t say good night 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
- Why should we waste a night like this?
Why should we waste a single kiss?
Why can’t we laugh at tomorrow?
Tomorrow will pay what we borrow
Sung here by Laurence Rubenstein: