Intro: flute harmonica Gonna lose my way tomorrow, gonna give away my car. I'd take you along with me, but you would not go so far. Don't see what I do not want to see, you don't hear what I don't say. Won't be what I don't want to be, I continue in my way. I´ve ceased to see where I'm goin', I´ve ceased to see where I'm goin', I´ve ceased to see where I'm goin', I don't want to. Everyday I see the mornin' come on in the same old way. I tell myself tomorrow brings me things I would not dream today. _______________________________________________________ Contribuição: Rafael Vasconcelos Castro([email protected])