Lyrics

Come Tomorrow, will I be here?
Full of sorrow, of which I fear,
And it's you, makes me feel the way I do.

In the morning, of a new day.
Stop my yawning, sleep away,
And it's you, makes me feel the way I do.

You make me feel the way I do,
But Come Tomorrow, will I still be blue?
'Cause it's you, makes me feel the way I do.

If you lead me, I'm sure to follow,
And if you need me, I'll Come Tomorrow.

Don't think it could ever be,
Just promise to remember me,
Remember me, promise to remember me,
The fool I am, the fool I am.
The fool I am, the fool I am.