A tall, dark, elegant man goes on stage Fresh air moving clouds Straight views and shy words a little bit high For that voice that no one ever knew For that voice that no one has ever heard After the show, he drags his legs to the guitar case A bad actress shouts out loud, pretending she's drunk Straight views and shy words The only make me feel scared I runaway to my double-decker bed I runaway to my just-for-one-night bed Tonight is already tomorrow So yesterday it'll be all gone Tonight is already tomorrow So yesterday it'll be all gone Tonight is already tomorrow Tonight is already tomorrow Tonight is already tomorrow So yesterday it'll be all gone Tonight is already tomorrow So yesterday it'll be all gone Tonight is already tomorrow Tonight is already tomorrow