If Tomorrow Comes

Today, 
the day the Lord has made, 
looking at clock, it ticks eight, 
in a matter of time, would begin to fade 
not minding your stakes. 

Joggle all day 
wishing for a slice of luck. 
not minding what might knock. 

If tomorrow comes, 
then I would be a day older 
let it be a day brighter 
for it's a day to be conquered. 

If tomorrow comes, 
let it carve out sheer pleasure, 
leaping higher than other days, 
and I would keep my spirit high, 
but not on wine. 

If tomorrow comes, 
that, I pray it comes, 
Filled with fun, 
Life taking its turns.