I’m afraid of tomorrow, so let me run
Freeze the rotations of the moon and the sun.
Grab all the hands of the clocks and hold tight.
Forget the distinction of morning and night.
Pretend there’s forever in what’s left of today,
That if we start running we’ll be able to stay.
Say our mistakes were all perfectly planned,
That someday again we can walk hand-in-hand.
Pray that each step has a foot in the past
And we’ll live every day like we know it’s our last.
Make me believe that your lies were all true,
That someday we’ll look and the sky won’t be blue.
Tell me the fears that I have aren’t for naught.
Pretend there’s success in each battle we fought.
Whisper that I won’t get lost in life’s games.
Promise my dreams won’t all die in the flames.
Sever the debts to the future we owe,
And run down a path that we swore not to go.
The sunrise is coming, so I’m starting to run,
And stop all the clocks before our time’s done.
Grab onto the moon so we can make the night last
So tomorrow is never, and today is the past.