I see the sun and I see the calendar

The days go floating by so slowly in a blur

I read the numbers and I discard everyone

I burn my fingers on the pages of the sun



I'll tell you why tomorrow



Moonlight pulling all the water to the beaches

Soaking time into everything that it reaches

Turn it upside down and count the spilling sand

Seize the moment with a minute hand



I'll tell you why tomorrow



Men and animals are floating through the sky

Every month or so a new one passes by

Forming circles 'round the planets in the air

Find a newspaper and it is printed there



I'll tell you why tomorrow