Will You Still Fit Me Tomorrow?

Tonight you're mine, completely
You hang so well, so neatly
Tonight this dress still zips up in my size
But will you fit me, tomorrow?

Is this a lasting treasure?
Or just for Goodwill's pleasure?
Can I believe this vest once made me sigh
Will I still wear it tomorrow?

Tonight with words unspoken
You say that you're the only jeans
But will my heart be broken
When my waist no longer looks lean?

I'd like to know that your size

Is one I can be sure of
So tell me now and I won't ask again
Will you still fit me tomorrow?

(apologies to Carole King)