I promise I’ll do it tomorrow, I will.I’ll visit my mother.I’ll clean out the closet.I’ll sort the photos, finish the album and start the novel.I promise I’ll do it tomorrow, I will.
It’s here today and gone tomorrow.My hair is thinning;My waistline isn’t.My knees on steps, my eyes at night, my joints bear witnessIt’s here today and gone tomorrow.
I know tomorrow’s another day.A new beginning;A glimpse of the future;A day of promise, of plans and dreams to be fulfilledAh, yes, tomorrow’s another day.
Thank heaven tomorrow will never come.How could I manageTo handle the pressure?To finish it all, to figure it out, to reach my potential?Thank heaven tomorrow will never come.