Someday

How can you bear to look at this withering soul? That consumes my body How in the world are you going to find a way to fix? The oldest rifts It's true, wind blows away bad things But brings some other news that are bad too It's not like we can choose In this eternal opening and closing the grave It's sure, I've lost Some major parts of whatever it turns out to be My most essential me You hang on to hope And wait until tomorrow Day after day But you'll have to care about Someone else someday You hang on to hope And wait until tomorrow Day after day But you'll have to care about Someone else someday You'll have to care about Someone else someday You'll have to care about Someone else someday