Where you are, there am I,
Without you, a question mark on why.
Where you are, there am I,
Without you, a question mark on why.
You are my tomorrow,
You are my today,
You are my tomorrow,
You are my today.
Like the morning's turning,
Like the evening's yearning,
Like the whispers of leisure,
It is you.
The echo of happiness's tread,
The comfort of slumber's bed,
The habit of dreams overhead,
It is you.
You are my tomorrow,
You are my today,
You are my tomorrow,
You are my today.
Perhaps I am,
Certain you are,
On my face,
A lingering smile, you are.
Your meeting, ever so daily,
Like repeating breath, you are, finally.
You are my tomorrow,
You are my today,
You are my tomorrow,
You are my today.
The winds that passed through you,
As breath, they reached me, true.
Like life itself, you stay,
Look at you.
Sometimes, as words, you'll be mine,
Gently linger on my lips, entwined,
I'll speak, and you will be heard,
Forever, you.
You are my tomorrow,
You are my today,
You are my tomorrow,
You are my today.
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