"...till tomorrow comes true "

Imagine That Imagine that the headlight beams of those growling cars Approaching out of darkness far away Slithering through the showering night are shooting stars To sing our way to dawning silver day When those stars fade out to leave us with the growl Of one of those cars with a returning owl As omen in its wheels we know how it feels On a grey morning without any warning To be slapped in the face with a sorrow of scars And stars and cars winking out leaving only doubt Alien and shocking in the morning light A sacrifice of night to light the day Something wrong as right surprising us to sight Helping us to get to silver from grey Omen out of darkness blooming from the night We love you but hate to see you this way Imagine that though we borrow and we lend Yesterday the hard way remembered today Imagine that we are happy tomorrow As becoming happy becomes what we do Toward finding ourselves and each other and love Imagine that then till tomorrow comes true Imagine that it will be beautiful for Those of us for whom life is taking awhile Imagine that we remember how to smile And not be too grown up to imagine anymore Imagine that those cars are stars and shooting now Singing out strong and wringing the wrong from spring We might as well be happy as to be anything Determinedly determined to be imagining how To welcome silver dawning day whatever it may bring Those cars are stars and they are shooting now +Steven Curtis Lance Copyright MMX