Sail away tomorrow Sailin' far away To find it steal or borrow But I'll be there someday, yeah Time will show When, I don't know If you're driftin' on an empty ocean With no wind to fill your sail The future, your horizon

That I'm losing control Trapped inside your broken world While I'm playing the victim again Running in circles To me it's all the same And though nothing's gonna change I hope someday you have it all Wait how long would you wait Just for me to call

Soon you'll not remember anything Because father it's always today But then someday neither will I Tomorrow though is nothing to fear Life won't flash before your eyes Instead we'll fall away then melt like snow The secret storms of your wild youth Now

That may be all I need In darkness, she is all I see Come and rest your bones with me Driving slow on Sunday morning But things just get so crazy, living life gets hard to do That someday it would lead me back to you And I never want to leave Sunday

'Cause things didn't work out in this life, but someday I'm selfish for you (ooh) If I'm lucky, I'll meet ya, heaven or high water 'Cause things didn't work out in this life, but maybe Vodka on my lips Took too many drinks Makes me reminisce all the way

Just the way you look tonight Someday when I'm awfully low When the world is cold I will feel a glow Just thinking of you And the way you look tonight Oh, but you're lovely With your smile so warm And your cheeks so soft

Why go home? Why go home, why go home, why go home, why go home What you taught me (why go home) She scratches a letter Into a wall made of stone Maybe someday Another child Won't feel as alone as she does It's been two years

To this railroad track But I'll come back to you someday To you, to you, to you someday If you've got visions of the past Let them follow you down And I found myself attached All of these ghost towns I keep traveling through All of these traffic signs

It may be long to get me there It feels like I've been everywhere But someday I'll be coming home Round and round the world will spin Oh, the circle never ends So you know that I'll be coming home I'm coming, I'm coming I'll be coming home A father waits

Strength of Ras Tafari I'm hoping someday maybe A woman needs caring, sharing, love all the time (no don't you ever fail me) A child needs loving, caring This is real, this is real Now I see them giving the woman abortion to kill another baby Miscarriage