Woorden: Mandisa. What If We Were Real. Waiting For Tomorrow.

Maybe tomorrow I'll start over
Maybe tomorrow I will finally change my ways
Said the same thing yesterday
Don't know why I'm so afraid
To let You in, to let You win
To let You have all of me

I can't live my whole life wasting
All the grace that I know You've given
'Cause You made me for so much more than
Sitting on the sidelines

I don't wanna look back and wonder
If good enough could have been better
Every day's a day that's borrowed
So why am I waiting for tomorrow?
Why am I waiting for tomorrow?

Maybe today I'll start believing, yeah
That Your mercy really is as real as You say it is
It doesn't matter who I used to be
It only matters that I've been set free
You rescued me, You're changing me
Jesus, take everything, yeah

I can't live my whole life wasting
All the grace that I know You've given
'Cause You made me for so much more than
Sitting on the sidelines

I don't wanna look back and wonder
If good enough could have been better
Every day's a day that's borrowed
So why am I waiting for tomorrow?

Oh, I'm making this my moment now
To grab the hand that's reaching down
To save me, oh, You save me

And I'm making this my moment now
To grab the hand that's reaching down
To save me, oh, You save me

I can't live my whole life wasting
All the grace that I know You've given
'Cause You made me for so much more than
Sitting on the sidelines

I don't wanna look back and wonder
If good enough could have been better
Every day's a day that's borrowed
So why am I waiting for tomorrow?
Why am I waiting for tomorrow?

I'm gonna grab the hand that's reaching down
And I'm not gonna wait until tomorrow
Oh, tomorrow