Could it be the season's changin' The winds of winter rearranging All the leaves like fallin' queens of sorrow Could be the freezing rain a-fallin' Could be sad september callin' Or maybe it's knowin' she'll be gone Come tomorrow
Well, it's strange how many tortured mornings Fell upon us with no warning Lookin' for a smile to beg and borrow It's over now, there is no returning A thousand bridges sadly burning And light the way I have to walk alone Come tomorrow
I guess that no amount of lying To myself will stop the crying I guess I have to take things like they are The facts are plain to see, it's only That I ain't used to being lonely Like I'm gonna be without you Come tomorrow
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