Tomorrow we’ll go feed the ducks
if it’s windy, tomorrows when we’ll fly that kite
and find some time to teach you how to ride your bike
Cos Tomorrow I’ll be home before its dark
And help you open presents, that never seem to make you smile
Tomorrow I won’t miss you chasing rainbows
Tomorrow we’ll have lots of time.
Today I looked,  your bike was small
I had the time but you were tall
An unused kite in the corner lay
But you had gone

And I wished for yesterday