D Am D Shapes of things before my eyes Am D Just teach me to despise Am C Will time make man more wise D Am D Here within my lonely frame Am D My eyes just hurt my brain Am C But will it seem the same Chorus: C A# (Come tomorrow), will I be older C A# (Come tomorrow), maybe a soldier C A# D (Come tomorrow), may I be bolder than today Now the trees are almost green But will they still be seen When time and tide have been Boy into your passing hands Please do not destroy these lands Do not make them desert sands Chorus Soon I hope that I will find A seed within my mind That won't disgrace my kind | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsAm A# C D |