You are mine tonight Despite the world and all its ills tonight You're mine tonight. I touched her skin Hot oil burned She breathed me in Stroked her face Rearranged her hair Put every strand in place Yesterday it was your sister Tomorrow, your mother Tonight, you're mine You are mine tonight Despite the world and all its ills tonight I go door to door Like a salesman giving of myself but taking much more I bless the first-born and the next Take them wholly and give them rest I'll pass by, I'll find you; Z for Zachariah I'll pluck out your eyes You are mine tonight Despite the world and all its ills tonight You're mine tonight. Tonight you're mine.