Maybe today, maybe tomorrow
I'll find my imagination, is there any I can borrow?
My luck might change, my luck might change finally
Inside my head I'm turning red

Over and over again
I pick myself up from the ground and start from the beginning
Every day I keep carrying the weight
Upon my shoulders as I get older
I plan my escape
So maybe today or maybe tomorrow
Yeah maybe tomorrow

I take each day as they come, you got to know when to get up and run
I've been waiting for the right time
The right time to come
I spoke to a dove from a far away tree
She said spread your wings if you want to be free
In the night I hope to dream

Over and over again
I pick myself up from the ground and start from the beginning
Every day I keep carrying the weight
Upon my shoulders as I get older
I plan my escape
So maybe today or maybe tomorrow
Yeah maybe tomorrow