Tomorrow is the day
Tomorrow is the day .
That they will have to leave
from the time they were little
up in till now that I still can't breathe.
Tomorrow is coming and the pain is already here.
Oh how I hate to miss
when there is no one here to kiss.
To miss is to be the day that tomorrow will bring
When the silence draws near the bed without a king
The reminder of the noise that is gone
And the separation that feels so long
Theres nothing more to say
Of what tomorrow makes me feel
When the life I gave is going to leave today.