What Does Tomorrow Make?
A day passes
A sorrow grows
A heart breaks
Waiting to see what tomorrow makes.
Now you’re gone
So is your loving
Your little lies
That I’m going to miss.
I think of you all day
All through the sleepless nights.
What do I have to do to have you back
Back here, with me, where you belong.
After all this time
I still love
I still miss
And, yes, I still cry.
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