Tomorrow's coming 'round A hair-pin curve in the road She's got a run in her stocking And she's missing the heel of her shoe Got up this morning rolled out of bed I spilled a diet coke Called my mother said, "Hi" What I meant to say was, "Why is your life a joke?" Then, I went down to that ugly bar and I clicked my heels three times just like you said And I climbed that road to your empty house The anticipation was a turn on But you let me down 'Coz, I stood on that empty street alone I said, "I'm ready for my close up now, Mr. Demille" I waited for the light, but it never shone Well I wonder what you do with that expensive piece of land That overlooks a billion years of history I have a sneaking suspicion, you will never understand Hey maybe I'll see you down by the Rocky and Bullwinkle And we can talk to that charlatan psychic And she can paint a prettier picture of your future 'Coz that day in my life, that day in my life I dreamt tomorrow, had a prettier face I dreamt tomorrow, would have better things to say Than, "You look like shit, what's your problem, bitch? You're legs feel like sandpaper, you can't do anything right" 'Coz that day, never should have taken place 'Coz this day, in my life still cannot explain Why I listened in the first place to you? Oh yeah, something else I hope one day you call up your father And you have the guts to tell him, how he hurt you And he made you hurt another 'Coz it makes me sad © APRO POE GO MUSIC; SONY/ATV SONGS LLC; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com