Baby, maybe tomorrow,  
You’ll come and take my hand.  
Through the fire, through the sorrow,  
We’ll learn to love again.  
Baby, maybe tomorrow,  
We’ll find the strength to stand....

Baby, Maybe Tomorrow

Tomorrow oh tomorrow
Will you bring me joy or sorrow
I chase you but you slip away
Oh tomorrow come today....

Tomorrow (1)

Together time bends softly to their ways, The world grows gentle where their shadows fall. Two spirits moving through the silver haze, A quiet star that softly crowns them all. Their footsteps echo like a distant rhyme, Two hearts that shape the edges of the time....

TWO LADIES

 Love is — O love is — bliss and harmony, A timeless song, a living symphony. Love is the echo angels understand, A shining chord held in a tender hand. Love is the star that guides us through the night, A Christmas bell that rings with endless light....

LOVE IS

It’s nearly midnight, and my heart is waking up,
Like a clock that’s been asleep but has finally had enough.
All the dreams I tried to bury start to rise into the light,
And I know I’m not alone here in the middle of the night.
It’s nearly midnight…
Nearly midnight....

It’s Nearly Midnight

Time is a teacher, it humble the proud,  
It soften the thunder, it quiet the crowd.  
It show us the beauty in growin’ old,  
In holdin’ the truth, in breakin’ the mold....

The Roots of Time

True Love, it rises with the sun,  
It sings in silence, never gone.  
No night can hush, no cold can bind  
The pulse that moves through heart and mind.  
It plants a rose where none have sown—  
True Love endures, and stands alone....

True Love (1)

These are the moments of joy and memories, Burning bright like stolen flames, We were wild, we were reckless, we were free, Screaming love into the rain. If tomorrow steals our glory, Let it try, we won’t pretend— ’Cause the moments of joy and memories Are the fire that never ends....

Moments Of Joy And Memories

We are firecrackers of sound, Lighting up the dark right now, Every spark is breaking ground, Hear the future screaming loud. We don’t fade, we don’t bow, We don’t wait for permission now, We are firecrackers of sound, Watch the night come crashing down....

🔥 We Are Firecrackers Of Sound 🔥

Time will tell if love is meant to stay,  
If we can find our way through every shadow in the day.  
Time will tell if hope can break the spell,  
If all the hurt we carried turns to something we can tell.  
I’m holding on, but only time will tell....

TIME WILL TELL

Peter is a member of STEF (The Performing Rights Society of Iceland) and FTT (The Icelandic Society of Authors & Composers).
He has made around or more than 15 thousand music works, 7 thousand poems and 5 thousand landscape paintings...

Baby, Maybe Tomorrow

Pétur Söebech Quinn

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