Too Many Tomorrows
Cy Coleman, Dorothy Fields
Please don't go, my love
I'm frightened of
Too many tomorrows
Around this haunted place
If I set you free
What's left for me
Too many tomorrows
I simply cannot face
Those passionate words we find
To grieve each other
Do not mean we'd leave each other
So come fill my arms
And we'll forget
The meaningless sorrows
Each time we say we're through
Darling, can't you see
There can't ever be
Too many tomorrows
If you stay with me