Billie Holiday For All We Know
Sam M. Lewis / J. Fred Coots
Sweetheart, the night is growing cold, Sweetheart, our love is still untold, A kiss that is never tasted, For ever and ever is wasted -
For all we knowWe may never meet againBefore you go make this moment sweet againWe won't say goodnight until the last minuteI'll hold out my hand and my heart will be in itFor all we know this may be only a dreamWe come and go like a ripple on a streamSo love me tonightTomorrow was made for someTomorrow may never comeFor all we know
