|
Roses blooming again, ink on paper fading |
|
Songs of loneliness, dance of the waiting |
|
Tomorrow, he'll come to me in his arms I'll sleep |
|
Tomorrow, we will be dancing cheek to cheek |
|
Snow falls on memories, photographs aging |
|
Dust on forgotten dreams, silent storm raging |
|
Tomorrow, he'll come to me in his arms I'll sleep |
|
Tomorrow, we will be dancing cheek to cheek |
|
Tomorrow, tomorrow, there will always be |
|
Tomorrow, tomorrow, waits for me . . . |
|
Tomorrow, he'll come to me in his arms I'll sleep |
|
Tomorrow, we will be dancing cheek to cheek |
|
Roses blooming again. Ink on paper fading |
|
Songs of loneliness, dance of the waiting |
