Tomorrow My Friend... کے بول

This is the last time I will hold your precious body While days are passing by, and swallows each moment whole I'll miss your lips... your smile, the glimpse in your eyes and your greatness I hate to feel this way, but all good things must come to an end This is ours. from now on there is no tomorrow my friend How could I know? How should I feel? I'm misled by words never spoken How could I know? How should I feel? I'm misled by a smile never shown