Tomorrow Night
Tomorrow night, if the dreams come along,
I'll catch them all and spin up a song.
And there will no more pain and no more brine,
No scars, no taste of sour wine.
Sweet Lady Death, give me tomorrow night,
I swear to you I'll make things all right.
Give me one more night, I'll make things all right.
Give me tomorrow night, I'll make things all right.
The sands are slipping, give me a little while,
The stars are dipping and I don't wanna die.
A few more years and another chance,
I had never flown or learnt to dance!
Give me a month, a week, a day,
Let me build my house of clay!
Give me one more night to make things all right.
Give me tomorrow night, I'll make things all right.
Give me tomorrow night, I'll make things all right.
Tomorrow night, I'll call them back,
The words unsaid that have gone off-track,
And broken hearts shall waste no more,
When love returns from Lethe's shore.
Sweet Lady Death, give me tomorrow night,
I swear to you I'll make things all right.
Give me tomorrow night, I'll make things all right.
Give me one more night to make things all right.
One more night to make things all right,
Tomorrow night to make things all right,
Give me one more night, I'll make things all right,
Tomorrow night to make things all right.
I'll catch them all and spin up a song.
And there will no more pain and no more brine,
No scars, no taste of sour wine.
Sweet Lady Death, give me tomorrow night,
I swear to you I'll make things all right.
Give me one more night, I'll make things all right.
Give me tomorrow night, I'll make things all right.
The sands are slipping, give me a little while,
The stars are dipping and I don't wanna die.
A few more years and another chance,
I had never flown or learnt to dance!
Give me a month, a week, a day,
Let me build my house of clay!
Give me one more night to make things all right.
Give me tomorrow night, I'll make things all right.
Give me tomorrow night, I'll make things all right.
Tomorrow night, I'll call them back,
The words unsaid that have gone off-track,
And broken hearts shall waste no more,
When love returns from Lethe's shore.
Sweet Lady Death, give me tomorrow night,
I swear to you I'll make things all right.
Give me tomorrow night, I'll make things all right.
Give me one more night to make things all right.
One more night to make things all right,
Tomorrow night to make things all right,
Give me one more night, I'll make things all right,
Tomorrow night to make things all right.
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Writer(s): Ruchira Mandal
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