Don′t know what tomorrow brings
Though our promise is weed
Oh, we know what will be, will be
So I stop and smell the roses
For every door that closes
I find a chimney I can climb, find a window open wide
and crawl against the tide
Walk a hot coal, you don't get blisters
′Cause it's all inside your mind, blind eyes are only for tonight
Don't know what tomorrow brings
Though are promise is weed
Oh, we know what will be, will be
So I stop and smell the roses
And for every door that closes,
I find a chimney I can climb, find a window open wide
And for every door that closes
I find a chimney I can climb, find a window open wide