472 tomorrows from now
he just can't wait
no time to ask how
in his idealistic state
he asks wouldn't it be nice
though he knows it would
he's only got one vice
and that's his belief it should
with a promise and a ring
806 tomorrows seem so far
he won't write but he can sing
a voice only heard by his car
wouldn't it be nice
i believe it would
and it's hardly a vice
as i think it should
you've got your tomorrows
and the patience needed
i've got my sorrows
more than once i've pleaded
take your voice and use it
give your talent a chance
slice me a piece of your wit
position me in your stance
tomorrow write me letter
look me in the eye
when you say it will get better
lighten my heavy sigh
she asks wouldn't it be nice?
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