Could I Borrow One Tomorrow?
 

Could I borrow one tomorrow, 
just one tomorrow please?
Could I borrow just one day... or even an hour 
and live it filled with past memories?
Could I please see him on stage once more;
Smiling and happy as the instruments ring out the musical score?

Could I please stand at the Music Gate, filled with delight
And gaze at his beautiful face as his car comes into sight?
Could I speak to him and hear the southern drawl
As he pulls away saying, "See you all"?

Could I stand in line from dusk to dawn,
On the hard pavement or even the dewy lawn,
And buy another ticket to see the "Greatest" perform;
I would not complain about the weather; sunshine or storm,
Or the seating arrangement, the lighting or the sound.

If I could please borrow one tomorrow 
and once again look upon him spellbound.
Could I please feel his touch, just once more,
Like the last time he held my hand as I walked out the door,
Unaware that I was walking away from a dream and into forevermore?

Could I borrow just one tomorrow, just one tomorrow please
And live it to the fullest with my beautiful past memories?
 

Written by
Joan Buchanan West
 

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