Tomorrow's Over
The golden sun
Drifts slowly up
Above the morning mist
To introduce the saddest day of all
'Cause now I see a picture of
The lonely days ahead
Now that you have gone
Where do I go?
'Cause I long to walk alone with you
Through fields of yellow corn
And listen to your laughter night and day
But I sit and watch the sun go down
'Hind the dusty hills
And when I look to find you gone
Tomorrow's over
I long to walk alone with you
Through fields of yellow corn
And listen to your laughter night and day
But I sit and watch the sun go down
'Hind the dusty hills
And when I look to find you gone
Tomorrow's over