Tomorrow's World (His House Her Home) (Glenn Tilbrook Demo)

I think to myself when we kiss
Your husband is watching
From his portrait his eyes look down
But I'm not stopping
Back against the bookcase
Down upon the floor
Empty the decanter
Stir again for more

Her house, her home
Her future is tomorrow's world
Her son, her heart
Her love for me, tomorrow's world

I laugh at myself when your son
Is watching cartoons
In the morning he looks up to me
We're in the bathroom
Sees me kissing mother
Doesn't blink an eye
Sharpens his persona
Beggers in his eyes

Her house, her home
Her future is tomorrow's world
Her son, her heart
Her love for me, tomorrow's world

I talk to myself when I'm drunk
And we've been fighting
In the evening she looks round to me
My lip I'm biting
Hungry for the love I've
Rescued from the grave
The past is just a portrait
The future's ours to paint

Her house, her home
Her future is tomorrow's world
Her son, her heart
Her love for me, tomorrow's world
Her son, her heart
Her love for me, tomorrow's world
Her house, her home
Her future is tomorrow's world
Her son, her heart
Her love for me, tomorrow's world