If tomorrow starts without me,
And you fall down and cry,
Then pick yourself right up
Stand tall and dry your eye.
Oh, do not keep your focus on
The things that’s left behind
Rather just remember
All the good and fun times
And when the pain swells up in hearts
Talk to friends about me
I’m not there in person
But trust me, there I’ll be
If you don’t see me tomorrow,
Then look at yesterday
Your memory of me
Will never go away
If tomorrow starts without me,
And I’ve fallen asleep
Do not be too upset
I’m only counting sheep
About the Creator
David E. Perry
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