It was more like a dream than reality
I must have thought it was a dream when she was here with me
When she was near I didn't think she would leave
When she was gone it was too much to believe
So with tomorrow I will borrow
Another moment of joy and sorrow
And another dream, and another
With tomorrow
So with the sun there won't be time just to look behind
There won't be reasons, no descriptions for my place and mind
There was so much I was told, it was not real
So many things that I could not taste, but I could feel
So with tomorrow I will borrow
Another moment of joy and sorrow
And another dream, and another
With tomorrow
