Let me pass through This Sunday morning, A thousand degrees Frozen within me
Suddenly real, I can hear you say: 'I cannot try to. It's up to you' But I'm here wondering Why we still have to fight, With a knife in my hand I'm denying
I believe in tomorrow A world without you is a place I've been through Nobody listens to me
I'm bleeding right from the heart I feel losing touch With the real affections I'll take the time To deal with my pride And remember What life was about
I believe in tomorrow A world without you is a place I've been through And we won't breathe No more sorrow No fears and decays You're the prize and not the repay When nobody sees me
I believe in tomorrow A world without You is a place I've been through And we won't breathe No more sorrow No fears and decays You're the prize