When Tomorrow Comes,
there will be no more sorrow,
The Sun will always shine,
and no one will need to borrow,
For all our fortunes will be fine.
When tomorrow comes,
Today will be no more,
At last the past will be vanquished,
and all sorrows forgotten as lore.
When tomorrow comes,
When tomorrow comes.
We will weep no more.
When today is done,
Another today arises,
Oh where is tomorrow?
That day that never sorrows.
That day of eternal sunshine?
Yes I weep for yesterday.
That day that is no more.
Oh the paths I could have taken.
But the path I took led here.
Yes, the waves have erased my footsteps,
and my castles have melted in the tides.
Oh I weep in sorrow,
For all those vanished tomorrows.
The nights I lay in fear and trembling,
at what tomorrow would soon bring.
Those tomorrows never came.
I have only another memory of a today.
That I call yesterday.
I tremble before tomorrow,
That day with no today.
When "I" shall eternally sleep.
No "eye" to visit with the light of the day.
No more promises to break or keep.
Oh I fear you tomorrow,
If you ever arrive without today.
For if there is no "this" moment?
What on earth will I say?
So, I live in sublime gratitude.
That for now, at least, it is today.
Chris
Posted by cholte at December 26, 2004 10:46 PM