Tomorrow done, the morning still   Climb up on my window sill   To sleep, uncover me alone   Pulling closer, close to you      Tired tired, wired still   Butterflies fill up my will   And mind, I can't grasp the end   Drawing closer, close to you      I will be there this time   I will be there this time 'round   I will be there   This time 'round   I will be there      Tomorrow torn, the morning wilts   Climb up on my windowsill   To seek melodies I loved   Late one summer close to you      I will be there this time   I will be there this time 'round   I will be there to hold   This time 'round   I will be there      Don't let me be your best friend   Don't let me breathe your suspense, no   Far from the cross of your defense   I am the rose I railed against      I will be there this time   I will be there this time 'round   I will be there this time   I will be there      I will be there   Tomorrow is a long time   I will be there   Way too far to care   I will be there   To wonder how you ache   I will be there   To wonder where you sleep, no      Don't let me be your best chance   Don't let me be your suspense, no