That day seems like an old photo
With a scratch and out of focus
But I still remember how it felt
Walking down the street in August
Without any special purpose
Watching rainbow after pouring rain
Oh tomorrow
It might be the place where wild roses will grow
Oh one morning
You’ll realize it’s been long gone, let go
Beauty is there and we don’t notice
Lonely days can be the longest
Take my hand lets see where we could get
Finding every day a reason
And assembling all the pieces
Everything was meant to be this way
Oh tomorrow
It might be the place where wild roses will grow
Oh one morning
You’ll realize it’s been long gone, let go
Oh tomorrow
It might be the place where wild roses will grow
Oh one morning
You’ll realize it’s been long gone, let go
