That fear creeps on me it's clear
An incertainty of what will happen
I let it take the wheel and stear
It drives me to shake in fear
It's not vage, but a haunting memory
I've begun to think I should have been the one behind the wheel

When tomorrow dawns I won't be there
Closed eyes and crossed arms
When tomorrow dawns I won't be there
I won't be there

So what , if I decside to waver my chance to be alive
Will I permantly look up towards the sky?
Or will I finally drive

It drives me to shake in fear
and I've found that it's the way everyoen else gets around
I've begun to find thta when I drive my light is found

When tomorrow dawns I won't be there
Closed eyes and crossed arms
When tomorrow dawns I won't be there
I won't be there