if tomorrow morningnis the last time that we'll be togethernthan i want you to admit that you were wrong when you said forever nand if the summer of your thinking.nis a leaky ship that is sinkingni want you to save a winter tought for a cloudy daynnI have a poorly written song that saysni think you shouldnand a sad and lonely friend tellingnme you're no goodni wish my brain had a map to tell menwhere my heart should gonnI'll write the song that you sing for me baby.nnif tomorrow afternoonnfinds me alone in an empty roomnthen there are spaces in the placesnwhere all of your things used to benand now that your gone and i am set freena lonely boy is a terrible thing to be.nnif tomorrow eveningn is emotionally inconvenientnthen what a pleasure it has beennto have spent this year with you n