Love waits for tomorrow, with nowhere to go
Love talks in meat market doorways
Love waits, kiss in death row
Here comes mother Roseanne, I feel so happy for you
I'm tired and no longer inspired, so I say to you
So help me tomorrow
You'll walk like a man
I'll talk like a man
Ssh! Mama and don't talk now, I feel so quilty inside
Love never kills the ghost of tomorrow
Say it's not true he steals from your hands
Love dies in Belfast were swinging
Love dies with bullet ridden hands
This room is for lovers like you
And it's lovers like you who will fall
Love never kills ghost of tomorrow
Say it's not true he steals from your hand love never kills
Here comes mother Roseanne, I feel so happy for you
I'm tired and no longer inspired, so I say to you
Love never kills the ghost of tomorrow
But love always dies today