Tomorrow - Portugal. The Man

The sun'll come out tomorrow

Bet your bottom dollar that tomorrow

There'll be sun

Just thinking about tomorrow

Clears away the cobwebs and the sorrow

'Til there's none

When I'm stuck in a day that's gray and lonely

I just stick out my chin and grin and say

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

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

I love ya, tomorrow

You're always a day away

You're always a day away