Here we are in the grays of winter,
Here we are just me and you,
Hold my hand,
Lets face tomorrow,
Tomorrow still holds out its hands to you.
This precious time we've only borrowed,
The autumn winds have blown on through,
A quiet thought will tell our story,
Tomorrow still holds out its hands to you,
Yes tomorrow still holds out its hands to you.
Here some wings, they're yours forever,
And here's some dreams that will come true,
Take these tears, wash away your sorrows,
Tomorrow still holds out its hands to you,
Yes, tomorrow still holds out its hand to you,
Yes, tomorrow still holds out its hands to you.