Tomorrow

Tomorrow I will forget your name. Every smile, every face, it's going to fade. Tomorrow the morning rain will kill the dreams I've made in our glory days. They say I don't know how to live. They say I don't know how to live. And I, wish that I, somehow learned to live my life. Break and change, re-arrange, rebuild everything, if it was that easy to restart again. I am what I am, it's hard to understand. I'm what I fucking am, from the cradle to the fucking end. So I've been waiting to feel better when I didn't had to wait at all. Cause it's your life, it's up to you, so why are you waiting to make your move? We won't feel safe and we'll find no peace until we struggle, until we try to live our dreams. Don't kiss your dreams goodbye.