Romancing Tomorrow

The motions of sorrow by a heart made of clay
I did not think to ask for more
Now I wait on another shore
Romancing tomorrow for a dream of yesterday
The hills are still golden, the sky is still blue
I linger beholden to the promise of you
I’ll defer to the scenery
But it all looks the same to me
The more that I come to be the woman that you knew
My love is a rose that only I can see now
I did not think to ask for more
Now I wait on another shore
Romancing tomorrow for a dream of yesterday