| Gadd | |
| Yesterdays promises made with thoughtless words | |
| Perhaps tomorrows loneliness may find a lover there | |
| And what if the lovers heart should turn from stone to hate | |
| But everyone will find someone one day someday | |
| Can't we never realise what empty thought they were | |
| Broken hearts and bodies that don't matter anymore | |
| And the warmth that once was there now is icy cold | |
| And they will never find someone, one day someday | |
| One day someday | |
| One day someday |