Tomorrow is the day that I
will tidy up the room
and look you in the face and cry
about the misplaced broom.
Hoping against hope that I’ll do
all those things I said,
you’ll say “you know that I love you
for trying, now make the bed.”
Tomorrow is the day that I
will tidy up the room
and look you in the face and cry
about the misplaced broom.
Hoping against hope that I’ll do
all those things I said,
you’ll say “you know that I love you
for trying, now make the bed.”