Tomorrow, Tomorrow
If you're tellin' me that you're,
waiting on your second wind,
just breathe in,
and then stand up again...
but if you're tellin' me that you're,
plannin' on just stayin' down,
on the ground,
you won't get up again...
Oh!
Will the sun come out--tomorrow?
well, I don't know,
but I'll be up early again,
with a cup o' hot coffee sittin' in my hand,
Tomorrow, Tomorrow...
If you're tellin' me all my,
pretty words are naive,
you're listening,
but you're not hearing me...
I'm not telling you to be,
blind to all that you see,
remember,
you don't see everything....
Oh!
Will the sun come out---tomorrow?
I still don't know,
If a man believes he lost, the wise world will agree,
but watch what happens when a man starts to think he's free,
Tomorrow, Tomorrow...
Oh, tomorrow we'll know,
oh, tomorrow we'll go,
oh, on with the show,
Tomorrow, Tomorrow...
If you make a choice about,
everything you believe,
well, then,
you'll see it happening...
If you find you can't hand out
unearned trust, that's your call,
but the,
rest of us are waiting...
Oh!
Will the sun come out--tomorrow?
I'll never know,
I've seen my choices narrowed down to two,
sinkin' down in something clear or jumpin' into,
Tomorrow, Tomorrow...
(La, la, la. Tomorrow, Tomorrow)
(M. Murray/T. Roberts (C) 2006)