Tomorrow we'll be older, But we will not have grown. Mondays are getting colder, There's always ice when you're alone. Tomorrows make me angry But so do todays. And everybody tells me "Don't be frightened, It's all about to change." But the sky's still in heaven And we're still here below Where the concrete keeps on climbing And the cities continue to grow. Laura why don't you move out of town Where the sky is so much wider? The clouds will never weigh you down, You could be my outsider. We'll pack up your things And catch the next train. Don't worry about the weather, I'll watch for rain.