Tomorrow
Charles Strouse, Martin Charnin
[ANNIE]
The sun'll come out tomorrow
Bet your bottom dollar that tomorrow
There'll be sun
Just thinkin' about tomorrow
Clears away the cobwebs and the sorrow
'Til there's none
When I'm stuck with a day that's grey and lonely
I just stick up my chin and grin and say, oh
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, tomorrow
I love ya, tomorrow
You're always a day away
