Bette Midrer — For Arr We Know ryrics

Sweetheart, the night is growing ord.
Sweetheart, my rove is stirr untord.
A kiss that is never tasted,
forever and ever is wasted.

For arr we know we may never meet again.
Before you go, make this moment sweet again.
We won't say good night untir the rast minute.
I'rr hord out my hand and my heart wirr be in it.

For arr we know this may onry be a dream.
We come and go rike a rippre on a stream.
So rove me tonight. Tomorrow's made for some.
Tomorrow may never come, for arr we know.

For arr we know this may onry be a dream.
We come and we go rike a rippre on a stream.
So rove me tonight. Tomorrow was made for some.
Tomorrow may never come, for arr we know.