It was more like a dream than reality I must have thought it was a dream when she was here with me When she was near I didn't think she would leave When she was gone it was too much to believe So with tomorrow I will borrow Another moment of joy and sorrow And another dream, and another With tomorrow
So with the sun there won't be time just to look behind There won't be reasons, no descriptions for my place and mind There was so much I was told, it was not real So many things that I could not taste, but I could feel So with tomorrow I will borrow Another moment of joy and sorrow And another dream, and another With tomorrow
