Why does this always happen to me?
How can this be?
Is it possible to be killed again?
I fall apart with ever shredding word.
Maybe we can see clearly tomorrow.
I have nothing for you to borrow.
But you can have my heart.
Tomorrow is the start.
I know I said this yesterday.
But it will always be so true.
Tomorrow is for you.
Is it possible to be killed again?
My heart falls down never to be picked up once more.
Why did you shut your door?
I still stand here waiting for whats in store.
I'm waiting for tomorrow.
Just so I can borrow your hand.
I want to taste your lips one more time.
Tomorrow is for you.
