Maybe Tomorrow

I ran to you a smile on my face ready for my special day
You turn away and say, “I’m busy today maybe tomorrow.”
Tomorrow came my shoes tied my new soccer ball at my side my smile wide.
I ran to you and cried “Daddy I’m ready for the game.”
You turn away and say “I’m too tired today maybe tomorrow.”
Tomorrow came we planned a trip to the beach 
I ran to you with my bucket and shovel in hand 
You turn away and say “I’m taking your brother to the baseball game maybe tomorrow.”
Tomorrow came I was sure today was the day,
 I had my pink fishing pole in hand, 
your favorite thing to do
You turn away and say, “I’m going with guys from work maybe tomorrow.”
Tomorrow came and more of the same not today maybe tomorrow.
Maybe tomorrow, 
Maybe tomorrow,
One day, I’m not sure when I stopped asking for today 
I hid all the sadness and sorrow over those lost tomorrows.
I moved forward and learned to build my own way
I didn’t need anyone but me.
Many years roll by your life slows down 
My brother is three day south 
you ask me to come around
I turn away and say, “I have to work late maybe tomorrow.”
Tomorrow comes and you ask again, 
Saying “It’s been so long, maybe dinner tonight?”
I turn away and say “I have PTA, maybe tomorrow.” 
Maybe tomorrow, 
Maybe tomorrow,
Tomorrows are not given
 They are built on showing up for the todays.

Country rock, emotional vocals, female, fiddle