Can I count on you,
If tomorrow comes?
Will it be the same with us,
when tomorrow comes?
Will the burden be too much;
the debris of broken dreams,
and unfulfilled expectations,
when tomorrow comes?
Will the blood still throb,
in our veins with this crazy beat,
if tomorrow comes?
Will someone still hold me back,
from the edge of the precipice,
when tomorrow comes.?
Does the story of the day
really end with the homing birds,
in the falling dusk and the setting sun.
if that be is the fate of life then why ,
Oh why tomorrow comes?
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