Tomorrow
I see us straying.
I'm moving away today.
Led by your moods,
I need my own path to
find. Inconceivable dreams
wither under my palm
where I used to be I
don't know anymore.
Shatter and break all you want
Take all the risks you can
'cause tomorrow they'll
be incandescant remnants of the
Past
life if you want it
to appear magically,
be gone
as I will be,
Tomorrow.
Ó 1998