tomorrow I try to comfort myself with words but only letters are they made of I have a problem in trusting people I have a problem loving people they surround me now is the dark so noise too much noise why should I leave here tomorrow only promises myself and the sun and the rain you were the last dying spark I put out then someone pulls me out of there and someone says I need some air and suddenly all I see is stars if there's a god, there he is if there's a god, I feel his kiss the beauty of it stabs me in the heart (and it says) you're better off hoping for tomorrow you're better off finding no one there baby you're better off hoping for tomorrow then finding out you could've sewn the tear baby you're better off finding no one there <--- back * home * next --->