There’s a place they call tomorrow,
somewhere in the reaches of our minds.
To find the road to get there isn’t easy,
there’s so many different signs.
But we’ve got our hopes and we’ve got our memories,
And a feeling that tomorrow will be made of these.
We’ll be there, we’ll be singin’ one more song.
We’ll be there, even though the road is long.
We’ll be there, and the feelin’s growin’ stronger.
When tomorrow comes, together, we’ll be there.
Tomorrow is the rain that falls,
The forest and the dolphins in the sea.
And the kid next door, only four, who tells you
what she wants to be.
It’s the ones who are going hungry, the people left behind,
Who almost gave up dreamin’ of a better time.
And when we make it, let me say,
The thing that i would really like to do
When the band begins to play:
I want to have the first dance with you.