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Tomorrow I'M Coming Home

Here's to the day Here's to the day The morning slides warm down my face And steams rich with taste I catch the dawn in my hand I too hold the riches of the Golden Sand Here's to today Tomorrow's just a night away It's just a night away, baby We're a piece without a place A stone without a space Knowledge never known See what's never shown A piece without a place A stone without a space Tomorrow I'm coming home I don't believe in victims of circumstance Only patrons of fate and chance Tomorrow I'm coming home Tomorrow I'm coming home We're a piece without a place A stone without a space Knowledge never known See what's never shown A piece without a place A stone without a space Tomorrow's just a night away It's just a night away, baby We're a piece without a place A stone without a space Knowledge never known See what's never shown A piece without a place A stone without a space Tomorrow I'm coming home

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