Tomorrow

Portugal The Man

Compositor: Charles Strouse / Martin Charnin

The Sun will come out tomorrow
Bet your bottom dollar that tomorrow, there'll be Sun
Just thinkin' about tomorrow
Clears away the cobwebs, and the sorrow, till there's none

When I'm stuck in a day
That's grey and lonely
I just stick out my chin
And grin, and say (say)

So ya gotta hang on till tomorrow, come what may
Tomorrow, tomorrow, I love ya, tomorrow
You're always a day away

(La, la, la, la, la, la, laaaa)

The Sun will come out tomorrow
So ya gotta hang on till 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