[Intro]
Over the years longing to see
Into the night what it's to be
Never knowing what's really ahead
A world of illusion and fires to be fed
[Verse 1]
When the mournful old winter
Finally turns into spring
Will there be something to guide us?
What will tomorrow bring?
[Verse 2]
What will become of the people here
Wounded and covered with shame?
Will there be blossoms to heal us?
Will they become in the rain?
[Bridge]
The tower of Babel is leaning
Everything scattered in thought
Here in a world full of trouble
The scene is very distraught
[Verse 3]
Will the sad stories be ending?
Will someone come from the blue?
Will they be coming to save us?
Will it be me and you?
[Tenor Saxophone Solo]
[Piano Solo]
[Bridge]
There will be always tomorrow
There will be something ahead
There will be others to follow
And other fires to be fed
[Verse 4]
Will there become understanding?
Will we be knowing all things?
Will we be beginning to know love?
What will tomorrow bring?