Tomorrow Never Dies
I have seen my yester years
Though part of it is full of tears
There’s so much I want to hear
That’s why am all years
Can’t get more curious
And that’s why am very serious
Please tell me what tomorrow holds
Because by Grandma I was told
Tomorrow Never Dies
Today is full of Hope
Though am trying to cope
With so many treasures untold
Am ready for them to unfold
But I don’t know How
My Patience will Allow
Please tell me what tomorrow holds
Because by Grandma I was told
Tomorrow Never Dies
Yesterday is said to be history
Though mine was full of misery
Today is called the Present
Somehow true because it’s Recent
Don’t want to stand in a past pothole
Because I want to come out whole
Please tell me what tomorrow holds
Because by Grandma I was told
Tomorrow Never Dies
In the past I once believed
That someday my pain will be relieved
And I know deep within
My faith will finally Win
I can’t hold on to yester thoughts
Because the past has already been fought
I lift my head up to the sky
With no more questions like why
I don’t need to know what tomorrow holds
Because by grandma I was told
Tomorrow Never Dies
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