Billie Holiday - For All We Know(1958)

Sweetheart, the night is growing old
Sweetheart, my love is still untold
A kiss that is never tasted
Forever and ever is wasted

For all we know we may never meet again
Before you go, make this moment sweet again
We won't say good night until the last minute
I'll hold out my hand and my heart will be in it

For all we know this may only be a dream
We come and go like a ripple on a stream
So love me tonight, tomorrow's made for some
Tomorrow may never come, for all we know