What will we leave for our children
When we grow tired and old?
What will we leave for our children
When the world is all but gone?
Surely a better place
Where they can live and love
And dream, in the mists
Of a life filled with wonder
We may never see the rising sun again
Old dreams and wishes when we were so beautiful
Now hear it
Maybe tomorrow
We'll find what we're looking for
Maybe tomorrow
We'll find what we're living for
What will we leave for our children?
Now we are tired and old
What will we leave for our children?
Let them dream, let them dream
We will never see the rising sun again
Old dreams and wishes
When we were all lost at sea
Maybe tomorrow
We'll find what we're looking for
Maybe tomorrow
We'll find what we're living for
Maybe tomorrow
We'll find what we're looking for
Maybe tomorrow
We'll find what we're living for
Maybe tomorrow
We'll find what we're looking for
Maybe tomorrow
We'll find what we're dreaming of
Maybe tomorrow
Someday