the children are sleeping our talk can begin we ve waited until they ve gone to bed we knew they would cry when we said goodbye and i d rather leave quietly instead we can never be happy we both know it s true we ve quarreled from the day that we met our love was too weak to pull our dreams through but too strong to let us forget i hope we can salvage a few memories to carry us through the long night the clock s striking midnight yesterday s gone and there s no tomorrow in sight in our efforts to break through the thick walls of pride with harsh words that burned to the core the wall s still remaining but the words broke inside and strengthened the walls even more i hope we can salvage a few memories to carry us through the long night the clock s striking midnight yesterday s gone and there s no tomorrow in sight