Tomorrow

I see you

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How long to go...

...till you hirt the

ground

You keep on ScREaMInG

Don’t you see me herE..
am I a ghost to you?

Now your grips to strong

Catch

[[l o v e]] with a net or a gun

Gotta keep faith that your p-a-t-h will change

Gotta keep faith that your will change

tomorrow

T o m o r r o w . . .

Why are you [phoning[

What am I to do when you are mile away

You’re always calling from the darkest moons

And we’re

both

scared

I’m just )out( of your range

your suffering’s in vain

Tomorrow

All your suffering seems vain

Tomorrow

Tomorrow

Some forgiveness now

Tomorrow.

Love’s no sacred chao