L'amore è un gioco in cui non vinci mai

Tomorrow
Mika
Tomorrow
Tomorrow
Tomorrow
I'll look for an excuse to feel fragile
Because you frighten me I can't hide
The heart always has what it wants
But I just want the scratches on my back
Naked in the rear view mirror
In the car you and me with the radio on
But it is so clear, love is a game and therefore
And tell me what you want to explain and kiss me, oh
What will happen tomorrow
Go to hell, I feel the chills, oh
Who cares about tomorrow
You're not going home tonight, oh
Red blood tomorrow too
Love is a game you never win, oh
Think about it tomorrow tomorrow
We remain confused here
Like it was an old movie
Like two unknown lovers
If I don't speak much, I look like James Dean
We think too much about tomorrow
But today we are here, we are no longer here
Who knows what tomorrow will be
I don't see the view, only you remain
And now I do tremble
Love is a game you never win
And tell me what you want to explain and kiss me, oh
What will happen tomorrow
Go to hell I feel the chills, oh
Who cares about tomorrow
You're not going home tonight, oh
And red blood tomorrow too
Love is a game you never win, oh
Think about it tomorrow tomorrow
If we're happy tomorrow
We will not say
To nobody
Tomorrow
Tomorrow
Tomorrow
Tomorrow
And tell me what you want to explain and kiss me, oh
What will happen tomorrow
Go to hell I feel the chills, oh
Who cares about tomorrow
You're not going home tonight, oh
Red blood tomorrow too
Love is a game you never win, oh
Think about it tomorrow tomorrow
Source: LyricFind
Composers: Michael Holbrook Penniman / Paul David Vibart Dixon
Text of Tomorrow © Universal Music Publishing Group