That fear creeps on me it's clear   An incertainty of what will happen   I let it take the wheel and stear   It drives me to shake in fear   It's not vage, but a haunting memory   I've begun to think I should have been the one behind the wheel      When tomorrow dawns I won't be there   Closed eyes and crossed arms   When tomorrow dawns I won't be there   I won't be there      So what , if I decside to waver my chance to be alive   Will I permantly look up towards the sky?   Or will I finally drive      It drives me to shake in fear   and I've found that it's the way everyoen else gets around   I've begun to find thta when I drive my light is found      When tomorrow dawns I won't be there   Closed eyes and crossed arms   When tomorrow dawns I won't be there   I won't be there