Lyrics

She's laughing alone, while people throw stones.
The fractured silence fills my head.
I think about the things we said.
She's smiling at you, although she's in pain.
This task is almost Sysiphean.
She trusts her pale European.

Tomorrow she'll be driving.
Tomorrow she'll be leaving.
Tomorrow seems to be a world away.

She thinks of the past, she's waiting at last.
She shields her eyes against the sun.
I think about the things we've done.
I'm looking back, and it seems that
it was an obscure game we played,
and all the rules had been mislaid.

Tomorrow she'll be driving.
Tomorrow she'll be leaving.
Tomorrow seems to be a world away.

She's sitting alone, so many things gone.
Her patience starting to wear thin.
I think about the state I'm in.
I lie half awake, in the fear I create.
Procrastination cost me dear;
I had to wait another year.

Tomorrow she'll be driving.
Tomorrow she'll be leaving.
Tomorrow seems to be a world away.