When these golden days are over And nothing’s left to fight for Nothing’s left to grieve Well my hands have left you colder The touch we used to sigh for Lost under the sheets
Now there’s ravens on the rooftop They’re standing in the doorway They’re underneath the bed Come on quick before our hearts stop Let’s right another story Another happy end
What love is left to fight for? What love is left to grieve? Maybe come tomorrow, tomorrow we’ll see
Could it be the light is changing? That makes the days seem shorter It’s getting hard to breathe Come on quick the car is waiting The clocks are racing forward Spinning out of our reach
What love is left to fight for? What love is left to grieve? Maybe come tomorrow, tomorrow we’ll see
Maybe come tomorrow, tomorrow we’ll see Tomorrow we’ll see