Verse Her eyes were bluer than the skies, her hair was yellow as the sun; she would'nt have wanted me to cry, but I I....am only..human the saints of tomorrow, the saints of tomorrow; lift our fears and sorrow.... saints of tomorrow Instrumental Verse When I find my self in those times of trouble, my sister Jessica smiles down to me; so I throw aside my pick and shovel, 'cause I'm so tired of diggin