Never imagined I’d see yesterday through tomorrow’s eyes.
Hope now blinded once again by the truth,
Of an uncertainty in life that is all too real.
Living in a world full of broken hearts, promises, and paths.
Where is my sunshine and rainbow?
Where is my shovel to dig myself out of this hell of despair and fear?
Where is the train to Anyplace other than here?
I love you like tomorrow,
Which is the hope that a new day will bring.
Like the uprising of new Earth in the spring,
My eyes can see the promise that you’ll bring.
At a distance, yet within my reach,
Because tomorrow is but a few hours away.
Promises so sweet,
That my smile awaits the rising of the sun.
My mind is engulfed with hope and knowledge.
My body and hope become one.
My Quiet Fire 