At the starting of the week, at summit talks you'll hear them speak, it's only Monday. Negotiations breaking down, see those leaders start to frown, it's hard and mundane. Tomorrow never comes until it's too late. You could be sitting, taking lunch, the news will hit you like a punch, it's only Tuesday. You never thought we'd go to war, after all the things we saw, it ain't till Tuesday. Tomorrow never comes until it's too late. You never thought we'd go to war, after all the things we saw, it's only Tuesday. You hear a whistling overhead, are you alive or are you dead, it's only Thursday. You feel the shaking of the ground, a billion candles burn around, is it your birthday? Tomorrow never comes until it's too late. Big tomorrow's come, I think it's too late. Big tomorrow's come, I think it's too late.