Look at me-I must be absolutely crazy!
How did 1 ever let it get this far?
Look at me! I´m getting deeper into trouble.
Am I woman or a man?
Am I a devil or a demon?
Papa was right!
I ask too many questions.
He said a soul can get perplexed-
I can´t believe what happens next!
Papa was right!
It seems this little game I play
Becomes more risky every day!
Tomorrow night, tomorrow night...
Under the canopy
I´ll stand with her tomorrow night!
And place a ring upon her hand
With her all dressed in white
Tomorrow night
I don´t know how this came about
But I´ll be wed without a doubt.
Oh, my God, I´ve got to get out!
Look at this-The way one lie begets another
Somebody wake me up and say
It´s all a dream!
(Look at this!)
Look how easily I fool them
They may have eyes but they don´t see
They never really look at me
People are blind!
How else would everyone believe me?
It might be interesting to know
Just how much further I can go
Tomorrow night, tomorrow night...
I can´t believe what I´ll presume to be
Tomorrow night,
I´m not the bride but I´m the groom to be
Tomorrow night,
And that´s a monumental trick
I´d better think of something quick
(Oh, my God, I´m feeling sick!
I could run away
I could leave without a trace,
Go anywhere or any place
Where no one knows my face.
As a woman or a man?
I don´t know just so I can
Run away-run away!
I´d be free-I´d be rid of all of this
But there´s someone I would miss
And being near him is what this is all about!
So running away is out!
Papa dear, you dreamed of dancing
At my wedding;
But something tells me that I´m right
You wouldn´t want to dance tonight!
Isn´t this a strangely logical solution?
Things may not be as they appear
But the advantages are clear:
He loves her-she loves him
He likes me-I like her
And I´ve reasons to think she likes me.
She keeps him-he keeps her
I keep things as they were
It´s a perfect arrangement for three!
Who´d have ever predicted
The moment would come
When I´d find myself grateful
They´ve kept women dumb!
She´s an innocent maiden
But then so am I!
That´s why it´s possible I could get by.
Look, I´ve seen the impossible happen before,
So maybe, God willing, it´ll happen once more.
For I feel like a train on a perilous track.
With no way to stop and no way to go back.
Like a snowball that´s gathering speed down a hill,
Going faster and faster and faster until...
Tomorrow night, tomorrow night...
Even if someone would pray for me
Tomorrow night,
There´s not a prayer
That they could say for me
Tomorrow night,
Tomorrow night, tomorrow night...
Tomorrow night...is now tonight!