Tomorrow Is Ours - Imaad Wasif

There’s a chance for the moon to sail in the southern skies

There’s a thrill where the roses spill in your smile

And you’re all made of gold, beautiful

I remember the day that we met in the eve we wed

How I melted into your diamond light

And you carried me under wing in the bluest night

A starry queen, a swan

And you’re no longer on-

On your own

On your own

May fascination, heavenly swaying soft

Playing in the shadows leave all the sorrow behind girl

In the veiled twilight

For tomorrow is ours,

Is ours in love