Friends. If the lord ever comes. Descending from the skies in some fiery fashion. As so many say he will. You will not see me. Going joyously to greet him expecting my deliverance.
My sweet one, I'll call you my sweet one. You're my only true sweet one. With my all, I'll call you my sweet one. From far away, I'll say your name. .
Today, I sing tomorrow's song. Today, I sing tomorrow's song. Today, I sing tomorrow's song. Today, I sing tomorrow's song. Today, I sing tomorrow's song.