Tonight Your Love Is Over

Tonight your love is over
Tomorrow it will all be put away
Like the clouded ruins of a god
A pharaoh put aside against a rainy day

And your silent eyes are crying
But tomorrow is to be so very soon
The silver coins in your pocket
Are sighing for envy of the moon

Tonight the high times finish
Tomorrow sends you both back to square one
Like a burning moth you kind of wish
You could have settled down into a longer run

And your silent eyes are crying
That the daytime has already half begun
The stars are shining me
Are dying of envy for the sun

Tonight your love is over
Tomorrow it will all be as you were
Like a captain broken in the field
To live by magnifique with still a guerre

And your silent eyes are crying
But tomorrow is to be so very soon
The silver coins in your pocket
Are sighing for envy of the moon

The silver coins in your pocket
Are sighing for envy of the moon