Until The Morrow Breaks

Tomorrow is still a day a way.
Let each passing minute crawl.
Savor moments that we share
as precious treasures all.

When morning comes, then you must go,
and my love another takes.
Until then, you are still mine,
until the morrow breaks.

You'll do what you feel you must do,
and from my world you'll part.
I'll remain. An empty shell.
You'll take with you my heart.

I know you think it's wise to leave,
'tis best for both our sakes,
Now here I beg you, stay with me
until the morrow breaks.

Perhaps this night you'll change your mind
and decide with me to stay,
if only for a little while,
for just another day.

I can not bear to think about
the difference tomorrow makes.
Shattered dreams and broken hearts,
when the morrow breaks.

Paul Allen Rice