At the Edge of Tomorrow

At the edge of tomorrow I sit,
Sifting thoughts in my mind.
Two strangers that meet,
Their lost hearts they find.

At the edge of tomorrow I weep,
Still holding on to yesterday.
Will I be able to let go of it,
Love again and fly away?

At the edge of tomorrow I stare,
Will I be strong, will I have faith?
Step into the unknown I dare,
Is better than just sit and… wait.

And tomorrow comes at last.
With chin up I look on its face.
I thought I could not go far,
But in distress I found grace.