What Tomorrow Will Be 

Old silver moon, shine down on me
Like you been shining through eternity
Bathe me in your mystery
Who knows what tomorrow will be

I wished a wish, upon a star
That things were different than the way that they are
And maybe I dream foolishly
Who knows what tomorrow will be

I been waiting such a long time
I’ve been waiting for a sign
And I’m making up my own mind
Who knows what tomorrow will be

Old silver moon, shine down from high
Send me a moonbeam down from the sky
Let it touch down on me
And who knows what tomorrow will be

© Don Adams 1992