Come Tomorrow

When these golden days are over And nothing's left to fight for Nothing's left to grieve Oh my hands have left you colder The touch we used to sigh for Lost under the sheets Now there's ravens on the rooftop Their standing in the doorway Their underneath the bed Come on quick before our hearts stop Let's write another story Another happy end What love is left to fight for What love is left to grieve Maybe come tomorrow Tomorrow we'll see Could it be the light is changing It makes the days seem shorter It's getting hard to breathe Come on quick the car is waiting The clocks are racing forward Spinning out of our reach What love is left to fight for What love is left to grieve Maybe come tomorrow Tomorrow we'll see Maybe come tomorrow Tomorrow, we'll see Tomorrow, we'll see