Maybe tomorrow...

It will not be today.... maybe tomorrow, I'll find my way home....


sculpture: Amour and Psyche, or the Embrace - Auguste Rodin

"Been down and Im wondering why
These little black clouds keep walking around with me, with me
Waste time and Id rather be high
Think Ill walk me outside and buy a rainbow smile but be free, be all free
So maybe tomorrow Ill find my way home
So maybe tomorrow Ill find my way home

I look around at a beautiful life
I been the upper side of down; been the inside of out but we breathe, we breathe

I wanna a breeze and an open mind
I wanna swim in the ocean, wanna take my time for me, its all free

So maybe tomorrow Ill find my way home
So maybe tomorrow Ill find my way home"
from the CD: You gotta go there to come back, Stereophonics