Tonight you're mine completely
You give your love so sweetly

Bree rested her head against Orson's chest as he sighed gently, he watched her so tenderly, every move she made, everything she did was executed with such grace and poise.

Tonight the light of love is in your eyes
But will you love me tomorrow?

He had noticed a change in her behaviour since he had been released from prison, sure she was still the wife he had left and then returned to but, something about her had changed.

Is this a lasting treasure
Or just a moment's pleasure?

He often wondered if something had happened to her while he had been away, obviously Benjamin being taken had made her change but he wondered about everything. He wondered would she leave him or would they be together forever.

Can I believe the magic of your eyes?
Will you still love me tomorrow?

As she sighed, Orson tilted her face to him and looked into her eyes, he smiled softly seeing once more how beautiful they were in the soft light of their bedroom.

Tonight with words unspoken
You'll say that I'm the only one

He could see in her eyes, she loved him of course, but once more he got that look from her, like there was someone else in her life, about to take her from him.

But will my heart be broken
When the night meets the morning sun?

Still wondering, Orson thought if he would ever wake up one morning to find himself alone in bed, Bree gone and left him for that other person her wondered if she had.

I'd like to know that your love
Is love I can be sure of

He held his wife close, like he used to do, protectively.

So tell me now and I won't ask again
Will you still love me tomorrow?

Orson softly looked into Bree's eyes and silently asked if she loved him as much as she used to, Bree then nodded slowly and he then asked her aloud…

"I need to know…
Will you still love me tomorrow?"