All My Tomorrows

Do me a favor, come over my way
Incline your head to me, hear what I’m saying
I’m 30 years old and I’m tired of waiting
So sit down and start with hello
It seems like it would be so easy, but we’ve all felt the weight behind that word
All my tomorrows might be meant for you

If what I’m requesting’s too big of a step
Then I’ll scale back the ask and I’ll give you some help
Because I’d rather be hurt than be mad at myself for not catching you as you walked by
The most gripping fear is when you realize that what you’ve always wanted’s within your grasp
Fantasy gets swallowed up by real life
There’s always a chance when you trade in the dream you won’t like what you get
All my tomorrows might be meant for you
But how will I know if I don’t try to give you tomorrow

It seems like it would be so easy
It’s the blood that has kept us alive since the day we were born
If my lips and breath could just make out a greeting
But we’ve all felt the weight behind that word
All my tomorrows might be meant for you
All my tomorrows might be meant for you
Tomorrow