Tomorrow

Clouds in the sky are drawings trying to say something to me.
wake up in the morning and go to breath the breeze
i want to count your defects
and start to prepare some coffee to drink
there's a lock door between you and me

You got to spend something
you got to spend the tomorrow
and forget the place that i hurt you

You got to spend something
you got to spend the tomorrow
around you everywhere you can find me

You gotta spend the tomorrow
and get off in the next station
near my resting place
and spend your communication

So i will follow you
around this grey nation
and i don 't care if you forget
your good or bad behavior

can you call me i'm falling down
like the pieces that stop on the ground
and the rains that drops in the grass
like the tears that drops in my eyes

so far away from you
so far away from me
just keep the seasons
keep the way you sell
the same feelings