I'm waiting for tomorrow
When I can fly high towards the horizon
I want to stretch my wings like and sparrow
And see the fantasies of the world of fiction
I'm waiting for tomorrow
The sunshine and rain meet
But there will be a rainbow
where dark and light colours greet
I'm waiting for tomorrow
Only if there were 3 hours in a day
I wouldn't caw at the time like a crow
If tomorrow starts today
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