What’s going on Tomorrow
Reminding me by my cycle of tears; the falling lines on my cheeks.
Come cry with me at least, it might not happen again.
Do it for the sake of nights I watched you turn into mornings..
Agonizing wait, for a sunlight to shine across the sky.
C’mon make it, and rise. Will you, pick me…? I’m waiting.
What will we see tomorrow?
Tell me when tomorrow starts.. Tell me if tomorrow is dark.
Tell me if tomorrow is cold. Tell me if I’ll be happy again.
If my tears will dry tomorrow, would you stay now and cry with me.
Watching the moon leaving. Dear dawn, what’s happening tomorrow?