Another evening finds me staring out the window. I wonder how long I can hold on to tomorrow. I've waited 15 years, so what is just one more. I'm stalling, grinding gears.
She wonders what it's for.
Another evening falls, she finds me here at the window.
She doesn't need to ask, it's always the same thing.
She's waited four long years, I know there can't be many more.
I've waited. We've waited.
It's been years. God, how many more?
Someday. Someday.
She says I'm always living in someday.
Someday. Someday.
I can't wander forever in someday.
I'm sorry if tonight is lonely when I'm far away in someday.
Nobody wants to take a chance on what I know is a sure thing.
I don't have big demands, I'm only asking for everything.
I'll wait if that's what you need to hear me say.
I want it all but I want it the right way.
I want to write the songs that make the whole world move.
I want tomorrow and the impossible too.
I want to write the songs that make the whole world move.
I want to sing the songs that make the whole world move.
Someday. Someday.
She says I'm always living in someday.
Someday. Someday.
I can't wander forever in someday.