Before Tomorrow Falls on Love
David Crosby, Michael McDonald
Where's that brave new world
We used to talk about and smile
Eyes filled with candlelight
Clothes piled on the floor
Blue smoke and the scent of sex
An untidy sort of love
To strike out against all the bitterness
A wall against the ugliness
A cure for all this loneliness
Music to balance cold dark math
Before tomorrow falls on love
That brilliant fleeting light
Was just within our grasp
Before the weight of love
Could ever come to mind
Someone with whom to share a little tenderness
In that careless place and time
Of love without promises to keep
Without a future or remnants of the past
Before the toll that time will take
Before the blinding light is cast
Before tomorrow falls on love