Tomorrow
The sun'll come out tomorrow
Bet your bottom dollar that tomorrow
There'll be sun
Just thinking about tomorrow
Clears away the cobwebs and the sorrow
'Til there's none
When I'm stuck in a day that's gray and lonely
I just stick out my chin and grin and say
The sun'll come out tomorrow
So you gotta hang on 'til tomorrow
Come what may
Tomorrow, tomorrow
I love ya, tomorrow
You're always a day away
La la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la
The sun'll come out tomorrow
So you gotta hang on 'til tomorrow
Come what may
Tomorrow, tomorrow
I love ya, tomorrow
You're always a day away
Tomorrow
I love ya, tomorrow
You're always a day away
(You're always a day away)
Writer/s: Charles Strouse, Martin Charnin
