The Frost Comes Tomorrow - Marc Almond

Weary of life you retired from the world

The voice in your soul that cried follow (follow)

Told you of treasures of silver and gold

Locked up in an heart that seemed hollow (hollow)

Secretly yearning to open the gate

To escape from your hurt and your sorrow (sorrow)

Painfully learning the cost of experience

Comes with the frost of tomorrow

You were always in a world of your own

At night leaving out food for the angels (angels)

You tried hard to capture them like little birds

You would keep them in cages forever and ever

Frightened by all that seemed golden and pure causing

All around you hurt and sorrow (sorrow)

Painfully learning the cost of experience

Comes with the frost of tomorrow

Resisting temptaion to unlock your heart

Living all of the time you could borrow (borrow)

Afraid to be free in a world without freedom

A life spent from to shadow to shadow (to shadow)

Once back in time in a white house of dreams

You hid all of your hurt and your sorrow (sorrow)

Painfully learning the cost of experience

Comes with the frost of tomorrow

Though you search all your life for what

Lay in your heart

And the treasure

The pleasure you follow

Painfully learning the cost of experience

Comes with the frost of tomorrow

Tomorrow, tomorrow

The cost comes tomorrow

Tomorrow, tomorrow

You’re learning tomorrow

Painfully learning the cost of experience

Comes with the frost of tomorrow