Chicane Come Tomorrow

If i talked to god he d tell me why Theres something going on Dark people walking by This morning is the day after the next Escape my only dream Cos i m the only one again But life is better spent inside your world Butterfly that sings Causes me to fall once more Tomorrow you are only half a friend Machines control your mind And neon strips above my head Come tomorrow, come Theres never been an answer Theres always someone else to follow And you are coming down, and you are coming down Giving