Tomorrow - Copyright (c) 5/20/08 by Dan Sharpe.
Tomorrow is a promise of the heart,
and so I make another start,
I wish we'd never had to part,
but still, you shine on in my heart.
Like a fragrant, crushed, red rose,
your perfume still haunts my nose,
as I take a short repose,
and the memory of you flows.
No matter how I try,
it's hard to say goodbye,
to the apple of my eye,
as yesterday's tears pass by.