Thousands of tomorrows

I would give you thousands of tomorrows if it were up to me
If only my hands could heal you, but that wasn’t meant to be
I would spin a cocoon around you so you could see
But it’s only you who can set your mind free

I can take you by the hand and lead you the way
But in the end it is you who has to say
That whatever comes and whatever may
It’s still your damaged heart you have to obey

I will stand beside you so you can lean
You can see in the mirror what I have seen
And feel your soul and sense what I mean
That your inner beauty can be calm and serene

So in the darkest moments of your life think of me
And if the light is not as it used to be
And there’s no future in your mind to see
Take my hand and let your thoughts blow free

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