O you
This precious time we've only borrowed
The autumn winds have blown on through
A quiet thought will tell our story
Tomorrow still holds out its hands to you
Yes, tomorrow still holds out its hands to you
Here some wings, they're yours forever
And here's some dreams that will come true
Take these tears, wash away your sorrows
Tomorrow still holds out its hands to you
Yes, tomorrow still holds out its hand to you
Yes, tomorrow still holds out its hands to you
Writer(s): James Horner, John Mellencamp, George Green
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