tommorow's yesterday

[chubtoad]

I know you worry about the cycles
about running down the same old streets
about the same snowflake of time falling on your face
and making you cry
but baby its not the circles of your past that are coming around
its the ones from a time when we didn't even know each other
its the ones from behind me and they're creeping up again

its in the way you smile and the way those eyes reflect
its in your impatience and the those stabbing words you say.

here's hoping for tommorow
and not for yesterday.