TOMORROW
(C. Tyne)


Carol Porter - 1932





Each day now will be a sad memory
And love dreams for me are ended
Birds have gone to their beds
Flowers are drooping their heads
Hope and sweet happiness are ended

How can I take it, what am I to do
Life will be empty, so sad without you
I'll pray through the night 
That things will come right
And skies will be bright tomorrow

Why must we spoil our romance
In this foolish way
Please let us talk it over
There's something I must say

Each day now will be a sad memory
And love dreams for me are ended
Birds have gone to their beds
Flowers are drooping their heads
Hope and sweet happiness are ended

How can I take it, what am I to do
Life will be empty, so sad without you
I'll pray through the night 
That things will come right
And skies will be bright tomorrow

I'll pray through the night 
That things will come right
And skies will be bright tomorrow






(Transcribed by Mel Priddle - July 2012)