Poets of the Fall Maybe Tomorrow Is a Better Day

I'd stay the hand of god,
but the war is on your lips
How can I brace myself
for razor blades on whips
When everything with meaning
is shattered, broken, screaming
And I'm lost inside this darkness
and I fear I won't survive

I could pray and trick with a double tongue,
but the only fool here's me
I choose the way to go,
but the road won't set me free
'Cos I wish you'd see me, baby,
save me, I'm going crazy
Tryin' to keep us real, keep us alive

This day will die tonight
and there ain't no exception
We shouldn't wait for nothing to wait for
Love me in this fable, babe,
my heart is in your hand
Our time is waiting right outside your door
And maybe tomorrow is a better day
And maybe tomorrow is a better day

I do not deal the cards
and I play a lousy hand
I celebrate no victories
and my promises are sand
Against all this I contrast you,
when all is lost the war is through
Hey angel, dare the winds now we can fly

This day will die tonight
and there ain't no exception
Why should I wait for nothing to wait for
Let me love you in this fable,
hold your heart in my hand
Our time is waiting right outside your door
And maybe tomorrow is a better day
And maybe tomorrow is a better day

This day will die tonight
nd there ain't no exception
Why should I wait for nothing to wait for
I won't cry for my solitude,
lay my head and dream of you
And hope that you'll come knocking on my door
And maybe tomorrow is a better day
And maybe tomorrow is a better day
I know tomorrow is a better day
I know tomorrow is a better day
And maybe tomorrow is a better day