yesterday went walking in a silver spring
saw a pretty maiden but i didn't say a thing
loving girls is easy when the bluebird sings
tomorrow i'll be gone
the king of broken dreams can wear an iron crown
bust it at the seams and bring the navy down
you know that things are getting better in another town
and tomorrow i'll be gone
i can speak for the liars and the ramblers of old
when i say its hard to keep drifting
and there's not a statue in a hall was ever painted and resold
when the money went missing
i heard the wooden boards lay over muddy water
saw another flash i ain't ever seen before
either i keep getting blinder or the days are getting shorter
and tomorrow i'll be gone
never had the fortune of a midas touch
just a car with dirty seats i didnt drive too much
they say the streets are getting blacker by the morning rush
and tomorrow i'll be gone
but if everything i've seen is really nothing at all
i think there's something to say for all that
and if this night keeps on getting brighter like it is
i'm gonna save it for the day that you get back
i'm gonna save it for the day that you get back
gonna loose her pretty hands from round my neck
do a line of pearls and deal a half a deck
you know i play a game for money just to leave a nervous wreck
and tomorrow i'll be gone
gimme something new, newer in the style
gimme metal boots and carve another mile
i daint got much to lose and death is like a smile
but tomorrow i'll be gone
tomorrow i'll be gone
tomorrow i'll be gone
tomorrow i'll be gone
tomorrow i'll be somwhere that i shouldn't be
tomorrow ill be looking for another me
and i'll find myself swimming in a deeper sea
tomorrow i'll be gone