Maybe Tomorrow Is a Better Day - Poets Of The Fall

I’d stay the hand of god, but the war is on your lips

How can I brace myself for razor blades on whips

When everything with meaning is shattered, broken, screaming

And I’m lost inside this darkness and I fear I won’t survive

I could pray and trick with a double tongue, but the only fool here’s me

I choose the way to go, but the road won’t set me free

Cos I wish you’d see me, baby, save me, I’m going crazy

Tryin' to keep us real, keep us alive

This day will die tonight and there ain’t no exception

We shouldn’t wait for nothing to wait for

Love me in this fable, babe, my heart is in your hand

Our time is waiting right outside your door

And maybe tomorrow is a better day

I do not deal the cards and I play a lousy hand

I celebrate no victories and my promises are sand

Against all this I contrast you, when all is lost the war is through

Hey angel, dare the winds now we can fly

This day will die tonight and there ain’t no exception

Why should I wait for nothing to wait for

Let me love you in this fable, hold your heart in my hand

Our time is waiting right outside your door

And maybe tomorrow is a better day

This day will die tonight and there ain’t no exception

Why should I wait for nothing to wait for

I won’t cry for my solitude, lay my head and dream of you

And hope that you’ll come knocking on my door

And maybe tomorrow is a better day

I know tomorrow is a better day