Always look forward to tomorrow

What memories bring
to a regretful soul,
that dream of those eyes
of forget-me-not blue.
A heart I wish to hold.

Sing to me
that lullaby
that lullaby of dreams,
holding on until tomorrow,
being stronger than I believe.

Let go of that feeling
that this is something worth while;
hold onto that new one.
I was never good enough.
Always make tomorrow the reason for moving on.