How Soon
Henry Mancini
How soon the flame of love can die;
How soon goodnight becomes goodbye.
You're gone now, but life goes on now,
And everything seems out of tune.
*But time can bring a change of heart
And love can make another start.
Someday you may come back to me to stay,
But who can say how soon.
(Instrumental interlude and pick up at *.)
But time can bring a change of heart
And love can make another start.
Someday you may come back to me to stay,
But who can say how soon,
But who can say how soon.