How Soon Is Now

Swedish House Mafia

After tonight, there'll be no coming home soon 
No tears of regret, no smell of her perfume 
No more dancing feet, to the beats that go boom 
While I watch the sunrise all alone in my room 
    
Tonight there'll be no pouring rain 
No eyes wide shut to your never ending game 
After tonight there'll be no me and you 
No distant memories past for me to hold on to 
    
See everybody's working to hold on to what they know 
So I guess I kept belive in my tonight will never go 
Some spend a lifetime searchin trying to figure out 
When hell stops and heaven begins 
    
How soon is now?