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[ Tekst: Magne Neby ]

Tomorrow we’ll be free

I see that you’re tired, try out my lap.
I will sing this song,
let your mind astray. Don’t think of the wrong, its all far away,
close your eyes, I will be here the next day.
I know that you’re thirsty,
have a glass of wine.
But a full glass won’t help you,
when you’re out of life.
We can share mine till its due,
we can compromise.
In my small, old kitchen I will sing for my wife.
If you’re so tired,
why can’t you sleep?
You keep on turning,
in your silent plea.
This waiting is burning,
but stay here with me.
There will be tomorrow and tomorrow we’ll be free.
I see no light in no tunnel. I see no Eden’s green.
I see only wheel chairs and full-paid company
I see you disappearing,
in depressions I cannot cage.
Looks like life has turned itself to the wrong page.