There are things that are considered temporary
Or one might thought so
There are things that you cannot hold on to forever
Or, yeah, you might thought so

Because tomorrow holds things that are unfolded
Hidden in mysteries
And while in today you are caught up in the shadows of yesterday,
you should be able to stand ahead from shadows
Shouldn't you?

You had wished you could talk to the future
To know it it's scary, or if it's delightful
You wished you know things sooner,
To be prepared on what's ahead
Cause you're one wrecked-worry-wit

 But then again,
That's not how universe work

Isn't it?