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 a day
That's gray,
And lonely,
I just stick out my chin
And Grin,
And Say,
OhThe sun'll come out
Tomorrow
So ya gotta hang on
'Til tomorrow
Come what may
Tomorrow!
Tomorrow!
I love yaTomorrow!
You're always
A day A way!
The sun'll come out
Tomorrow
So ya gotta hang on'
Til tomorrow
Come what may
Tomorrow!
Tomorrow!
I love yaTomorrow!
You're always
A day A way!
Tomorrow!
Tomorrow!
I love yaTomorrow!
You're always
A day A way!
Note:
My pride crack
Good things not always come in nice package
This happend for my own good
Monday, October 25, 2004
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