Here we are in the grays of winter
Here we are just me and you
Hold my hand
Let's face tomorrow
Tomorrow still holds out its hands to 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
Tomorrow still holds out its hands to you
So here's some wings
They're yours forever
And here's some dreams that will come true
Take those tears to wash your sorrow
Tomorrow still holds out its hands to you
Tomorrow still holds out its hands to you
Tomorrow still holds out its hands to you
Writer(s): James Horner, John Mellencamp, George Green
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com