Thoughts of what might happen
In a darkened room alone
The temperature is rising
Yet I shiver from the cold
My heart beats wildly, never still
My hands shake from the fear
Of what I'll see tomorrow
And from remembering early years
Yesterday's in my left hand
In the right tomorrows held
And until they're both forgotten
I never will be well
Thoughts of what has happened
In a darkened room alone
I replay every detail
My life has ever known
My heart beats wildly, never still
My hands shake from the fear
Of seeing all those yesterdays
And tomorrow's almost here
If I let go of yesterday
And tomorrow falls down to my right
Then maybe I can hold today
And make it through the night
Rebecca Geary