Rita Coolidge Please Don't Tell Me How The Story Ends
This may be our last good night together
We may never pass this way again
Just let me enjoy it 'til it's over, or forever
See the way our shadows come together
Softer than your fingers on my skin
Someday these may be all we remember of each other
Never's just the echo of forever
Lonesome as a love that might have been
Let me go on lovin' and believin' 'til it's over, baby
