Bells
High on a hill
History chimes
And you want a new beginning
Tell me
In biro or quill
Your purpose and mine
Prove that our world is spinning
So
Here goes
Nothing better
And
Heres to
Something else

Until tomorrow
But thats another time
Its just another time
Its just some other troubled time

The seed
Grew up a boy
Turned to a man
Is this the world you wanted?
It seems
Under the soil
Over the sand
Not quite the seed I planted
Ive seen you
And now
I know better
Ive been you
Now im
Someone else

Until tomorrow
But thats another time
Its just another time
Its just some other troubled time

Until
Tomorrow
Until...