Tomorrows Songtext
von Falling Up

My song isn′t sung by angels
Isn't played in chambers
Or hallways

My sound is an anxious tapping
It′s a restless moving
Always, always, always


My place isn't in this building
There are no golden ceilings
That stand tall

My place is a dream that's failing
It is broken and waiting
to fall, to fall, to fall

Oh Lord Jesus
I′m still trying
Wait for me

I stay today
And I′ll run tomorrow
But I know you wait for me