Alan Cumming feat. Alex Bowen
tomorrow belongs to me
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The sun on the medow is summery warm, the stag in the forrest runs free.
But gather together to greet the storm, tomorrow belongs to me.
The branch of the linden is leafy and green the rhine gives its gold to the sea but somewhere a glory awaits unseen tomorrow belongs...
TO ME.