Look at me- I must be absolutely crazy! How did I ever let it get this far? Look at me! Im getting deeper into trouble. Am I a woman or a man? Am I a devil or a demon? Papa was right! I ask too amny questions. He said a soul can get perplexed- I cant believe what happens next! Papa was right! It seems this little game I play Becomes more risky evry day. Tomorrow night, tomorrow night. Under the canopy Ill stand with her Tomorrow night. And place a ring upon Her hand with her All dressed in white Tomorrow night. I dont know how this came about But Ill be wed without a doubt. Oh. my god, Ive got to get out! Look at this- The way one lie begets another. Sombody wake me up and say its all a dream. Look how easily I fool them. They may have eyes but they dont see. They never really look at me. People are blind! How else would evryone believe me? It might be intresting to know Just how much further I can go. Tomorrow night, tomorrow night. I cant believe What Ill presume to be Tomorrow night. Im not the bride but Im the groom to be Tomorrow night. And thats a monumental trick, Id better think of something quick. Oh, my god, Im feeling sick! I could run away. I could leave without a trace, Go anywhere or any place Where no one knows my face. As a woman or a man? I dont know, just so I can Run away- run away! Id be free- Id be rid of all of this But theres someone I would miss And being near him is what this is all about. So running away is out! Papa dear- you dreamed of dancing at my wedding. But something tells me that Im right You wouldnt want to dance tonight! Isnt this a strangely logical solution? Things may not be as thy appear But the advantages are clear: He loves her- she loves him He likes me- I like her And Ive reason to think she likes me. She keeps him- he keeps her I keep things as they were Its a perfect arrangements for three! Whod have ever predicted The moment would come When Id find myself grateful Theyve kept women dumb! Shes an innocent maiden But then so am i! Thats possible I could get by. Look, Ive seen the impossible happen before, So maybe, God willing, itll happen once more. For I feel like a train on a perilous track, With no way to stop and no way to go back. Like a snowball thats gathering speed down a hill, Going faster and faster and faster until Tomorrow night, tomorrow night. Even if someone would pray for me Tomorrow night, Theres not a prayer That they could say for me Tomorrow night! Tomorrow night- tomorrow night, Tomorrow night... is now tonight!
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