What Tomorrow Brings

I'm tired of thinking about this morning
may as well just dream of what tomorrow brings
if this is your last photograph
just smile, stand tall, and you could have it all
and colour your soul, to make it whole
and use this day, or what of it remains
if it's your reality
if this is your reality then, let it be
and ten feet tall, but feeling small
erase those plans, take hold with your hands
this photograph could be your last
a final prize, a moment in time
if it's your reality
if this is something you can see
I'm tired of thinking about this morning
may as well just dream of what tomorrow brings
ascend your soul, and reach your goal
blue eyed boy, hope against hope
you've taken that fall, unwrapped it all
bring it back, wipe the blood off the tracks
if it's this reality
if this is all, just let it be
I'm tired of thinking about this morning
may as well just dream of what tomorrow brings
I'm tired of thinking about this morning
may as well just dream of what tomorrow brings
just when you think that you could never find it
just then you realise your future is all in your hands
one day we'll look at this and laugh about it
till then just realise the future is all in our hands
I'm tired of dreaming of what tomorrow brings
may as well just think about this morning