My dearest my darling tomorrow is near;
The sun will bring showers of sadness, I fear.
Your lips won't be smiling, your eyes will not shine,
For I know tomorrow that your love won't be mine
It's almost tomorrow, but what can I do?
Your kisses all tell me that your love is untrue.
I'll love you forever till stars cease to shine,
And hope someday, Darling, you'll always be mine.
Your heart was so warm dear, it now has turned cold;
You no longer love me, for your mem'ries grow old.
It's almost tomorrow, for here comes the sun
But still I am hoping that tomorrow won't come.