Pain lives today; joy comes tomorrow
Pardon me if I am vain -
I am only tired of pain.
But when shall come tomorrow?
It seems each day is filled with sorrow,
But to try and try again
I wake up every today
Hoping it is tomorrow

But when shall come that day
When I awake to joy sublime
Will it be far away?
How long shall I watch the time?
Again I end another today
Hoping tomorrow will be tomorrow.

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