Weightless - MIST

I wish that I was free

I wish that I was weightless

But I’m afraid that that ain’t me

I haven’t flown for ages

I will do it tomorrow

I will do it tomorrow

I will do it tomorrow

I won’t do it today

My wildest dreams they have been chained

All pictures have been counted

But I don’t feel quite like a saint

I just haven’t finally found it

I will do it tomorrow

I will do it tomorrow

I will do it tomorrow

I won’t do it today

Will you be there tomorrow

Or will you leave today?

Now I wish that you were here

In the heydays of this autumn

I would tell you about my fears

And explain you how I’ve caught them

And I would say tomorrow

I would say tomorrow

I would say tomorrow

Will be the day

Will you be there tomorrow

Or will you leave today?