Nástroje
Ensembles
Genres
Skladatelé
Umělci

Texty: Edwyn Collins. Losing Sleep. Come Tomorrow, Come Today.

I ain't lying, no more tears
It's good to be here, the best of my years
Through the good times and the bad
Never faltered, I've faced all my fears

That awkward sense of being alive
That awkward feeling deep inside

Come tomorrow, come today
I ain't lying, no more tears
Come tomorrow, come today
I ain't lying, no more tears, no more tears

Un-forsaken, no excuses
Seize the moment, it's worth all the strife
There's a message and a passion
In an instant, control of my life

That awkward sense of being alive
That awkward feeling deep inside

Come tomorrow, come today
I ain't lying, no more tears
Come tomorrow, come today
I ain't lying, no more tears, no more tears

Come tomorrow, come today
I ain't lying, no more tears
Come tomorrow, come today
I ain't lying rest of my years

Come tomorrow, come today
I ain't lying, no more tears
Come tomorrow, come today
I ain't lying, no more tears

Edwyn Collins