Texty: Enya. Want Tomorrow.

Dawn breaks; there is blue in the sky.
Your face before me though I don't know why.
Thoughts disappearing like tears from the moon.


Waiting here; as I sit by the stone
They came before me, those men from the sun.
Signs from the heavens say I am the one.


Chorus



Now you're here; I can see your light,
This light that I must follow,
You -- you may take my life away
-- so far away.
Now I know; I must leave your spell
-- I want tomorrow.