Tomorrow

Lady looking out through the window, watching the rain fall

Dreaming of a time long ago, before she knew it all.

Painting blank white canvas of the riviera down below,

All the places and people going by that she'd never know.

While she's locked inside her empty mind.

While she's locked inside wondering why

Did her dreams stay just dreams another night,

while she's roaming the halls alone

The grand clock on the wall stopped telling her the time long ago.

When she left the door open nobody came in, nobody passed her by

The sun through the window faded the canvas lines.

Now she's locked inside wondering why.

She's locked inside sure that she will find her way.

Tomorrow, after the rain falls,

Tomorrow, she's gonna go and find it all.

Young boy looking up to the skyline wishing he was somewhere far away

Another space another time another line that he could have drawn.

Now he's riding home under rain falling slow back to his one room studio,

Looking out through the window wonders how far he could go.

But he's locked inside his longing mind; he's locked inside sure that he will find his way

Tomorrow, after the rain falls,

Tomorrow, he's gonna go and find it all.

Through another crack in the tile, or crack in the glass, or the paint dripping off of the canvas.

They're caught under a bridge while the storm's rolling in and

all they have to do now is wait it out, wait it out, wait it out.

Just wait it out, just wait it out, just wait it out now.

Just wait it out, just wait it out, just wait it out till'

Tomorrow, after the rain falls,

Tomorrow, they're gonna go and find it all.