When's tomorrow, when's tomorrow?
When's the future finally here?
Can't wait to get out of here,
Then everything will be all right.
So many plans, so many plans,
Which I cannot execute today.
Good things take time
Time I do not have.
Maybe later, a week, three months.
When the time eventually comes,I am not quite there,
Already waiting for the next best thing.
After one, two, three years, looking back
I ask myself where all the time has gone.
Unappreciated.
Time I thought I did not have.
Tomorrow. Tomorrow I'll be better.
I‘ll use Use my time more wisely.
