Morning has a quiet way Of asking what was real. The stars don't argue when they fade; They simply choose to yield. Soon the streets will fill with strangers, Coffee cups and hurried shoes. The city will forget our footsteps... Long before I do. I always thought tomorrow Was something you could plan. Now it feels like folded paper Resting softly in my hands. How strange... To miss a moment Before it's even gone. Somewhere tomorrow, There's another version of this day. Another train that never left, Another reason I could stay. Somewhere tomorrow, We're laughing in a little room, Growing old beside a window Filled with ordinary afternoons. Perhaps that world exists For someone else. But tonight, I can almost see it. Would we argue over dishes? Would you leave books on every chair? Would I steal your sweater anyway Just because it smelled like you were there? Would we lose this easy wonder Among bills and borrowed time? Or would we keep discovering New constellations In each other's lives? Questions have no answers When they're born from hope. Still... I cannot stop asking. Perhaps love begins Not with certaintyโ But imagination. Somewhere tomorrow, We're dancing in a kitchen light. Still finishing each other's stories Long after midnight. Somewhere tomorrow, You know the lines upon my face. And every year has only taught us How to love with gentler grace. Maybe that tomorrow Will never come. Still... I love that it exists Inside my mind. The saddest thing Isn't that this ends. It's that life keeps moving Whether we're ready Or not. The happiest thing... Is that for one impossible night, Time Forgot To hurry us. And maybe that's enough To carry Into every tomorrow I have left. Somewhere tomorrow, The morning doesn't mean goodbye. The sun arrives without pretending Love must also die. Maybe we become a memory, Maybe only passing names. But every tomorrow after this Will never be Exactly the same. Because somewhere beyond this sunrise, Beyond this city, Beyond whatever waits for me... There will always be One impossible night Still glowing Inside my heart. Somewhere... Tomorrow.
