©1999 Cara Jones


On the first day of the first month
of the last year, it’s 1999
You hold me as the snow falls
And my mind flies into another time
Few may know what the future brings
Who can go with it anyway?
Yet I try and control life
In my mind’s eye, and make the future come to me

It’s the first time that it feels right
Yet I still fight the urge to run away
Why would I deny good
When I’ve longed for you each and every day
Since I was just a little girl
I thought that luck was not meant for my world
So I tried to control life
And make the future go my way

It's the last day of the last month
of our first year, and I am so in love
Feeling is believing
And I’m sure that they’ve noticed up above
You have shown me another way
Love has brought me into today
And now I can just lay back
and let the future come to me
and let the future come to me
and let the future come...