The Strange Detroit - The Blue Album

Tomorrow

And then she came to me
A beauty in a dream
Captivating all I'd known
And with her quiet smile
It took me to this place
Fields of love and skies of gold

I dreamt about tomorrow
Maybe there'd be light
Somehow where the darkness stood
I dreamt about tomorrow
Prayed that in the end we'd find our way to love

And why we'd always tear
The flesh right off the bone
Emotionless and cold as stone
Our sharpened teeth they stole
Every ounce of soul
That we had ever grown to know

I dreamt about tomorrow
Maybe there'd be light
Somehow where the darkness stood
I dreamt about tomorrow
Prayed that in the end we'd find our way to love
Angel Gabriel would play above

I guess we changed our ways
Angry in the cold
Bought it cheap and had it sold
Our complicated minds
Forgot we had a name
Tasted blood and drained our veins

I dreamt about tomorrow
Maybe there'd be light
Somehow where the darkness stood
I dreamt about tomorrow
Prayed that in the end we'd find our way to love
Angel Gabriel would play above

For me
Oh For me
For me
Oh for me

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Writer(s): Ronald Nordin
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