Tomorrow
Tomorrow
It's not the way that you look through my eyes when you gaze
And it's not about the way you make me feel in this daze
You sure got a grasp on the way that I made today
It's not the things that you say before we crash into bed
And it's got nothing to do with the crazy thoughts you put in my head
You’ve sure do got a way that makes me forget today
And if I had anything to give you, I would
But I've got nothing to return that's so good
You know surely if I did, then I would, I would
It's not the way your voice resonates in my ear
And it's not in the way your smile makes me discard fear
You sure got a grasp on what makes me fade away today
It's not in the way that you are so quick to forgive
And it's got nothing to do with how you make me live
You sure got a way that drowns out lament today
And if I had anything to give you, I would
But I'm completely useless and do you no good
It's completely unfair, and give you something I should, I should
It's not in the way that you think you've figured me out
And it's not in the way that you know what I'm all about
You sure won't want me when it doesn’t hold accurate today
What about tomorrow?
Will it be the same tomorrow?
What about tomorrow?
Will I be here tomorrow?
What about tomorrow?
Will you be there tomorrow?
What about tomorrow?
I wonder if it will be the same
Yup, that's it. Hell, I'll even blog the lyrics for "Who the Fuck Knows" by request. I am playing with Scantily Clad Lads at open mic tomorrow. Ha ha, tomorrow. But, I am also playing my solo stuff. Wait, it's so late and that is today!

