what tomorrow holds,
When I can stop looking back,
you’ll be the first to know.
Yet, I ask: will you be there?
When I can trust my heart
in your hands,
When I can love again
and believe in a friend,
Will you be there?
I cannot promise you
more than just today.
But if I leave open the door
will you stay?
Will you be here?
It is not fair to ask
for more than I can give,
this I know.
I don’t have the right
to hold you so tight
and ask you to let me go.
Yet I ask: must you know what tomorrow holds?
--CRONIN DETZZ
