for all we know

[chefxh]

I was on stage, in front of the closed curtains. My ex was behind them, playing the piano in this weird kind of Tex and Edna Boil bossa nova tempo. I sang badly, breathily, and in the wrong key for my voice:

For all we know
we may never meet again
before you go
make the moment sweet again
we won't say goodnight
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 (and it was!)
we come and go
like the ripples on a stream
so love me tonight
tomorrow was meant for some
tomorrow may never come
for all we know.