Today is none of our concern
   That rewarding cigarette
   That burns slowly by the bed
   Fills the room with mystery
   The apple ripens on the tree
   That protected seal of love
   Broken by the flame of fun
   Lying back with Exodus
   In the arms of lovers trust
  
   That romantic dance of light
   From the curtain broken night
   Shadows fall on mystery
   Love has ripened here for me
   Stubbing out the cigarette
   I see the clothes beside the bed
   As the half light of the day
   Pulls the sheet up once again
  
   As the phone hangs by the cord
   As the streets begin to fill
   There's no distance anymore
   There's no wanting when you will
   Will be sleeping through the day
   As the world around us turns
   As the phone hangs by the cord
   Today is none of our concern