Here we are in the grays of winter
Here we are just me and you
Hold my hand, let's face tomorrow
Tomorrow still holds out its hands to you

This precious time we've only borrowed
The autumn winds have blown on through
quiet thought will tell our story
Tomorrow still holds out its hands to you
Yes, tomorrow still holds out its hands to you

Here some wings, they're yours forever
And here's some dreams that [bad word] [bad word] Take these tears, wash away your sorrows
Tomorrow still holds out its hands to you
Yes, tomorrow still holds out its hand to you
Yes, tomorrow still holds out its hands to you