What Tomorrow Brings

I'm tired of thinking about this morning

May as well just dream of what tomorrow brings

If this is your last photograph

Just smile, stand tall, and you could have it all

Color your soul, to make it whole

And use this day, what of it remains

If it's your reality, if this is your reality

Let it be

Ten feet tall, but feeling small

You raise those plans

Take a hold with your hands

This photograph could be your last

A final prize, a moment in time

If it's your reality, if this if something you can see

I'm tired of thinking about this morning

May as well just dream of what tomorrow brings

Ascend your soul, reach your goal

Blue-eyed one, hope against hope

Taking that fall, unwrapped it all

Bring it back, like the blood of the triad

If it's this reality, if this is all just let it be

I'm tired of thinking about this morning

May as well just dream of what tomorrow brings

I'm tired of thinking about this morning

May as well just dream of what tomorrow brings

Just when you think that you could never find it

Just then you realize your future is all in your hands

One day we'll look at this and laugh about it

Until then just realize the future is all in our hands

I'm tired of thinking about this morning

May as well just dream of what tomorrow brings