All My Tomorrows

To      day I may not have a thing at all,

Except for just a dream or two;

But I’ve got lots of plans for tomorrow,

And all my tomorrows belong to you.

Right       now it may not seem like spring at all,

We’re drifting and the laughs are few;

But I’ve got rainbows planned for tomorrow,

And all my tomorrows belong to you.

No   one     knows better than I

That luck keeps passing me by — that’s fate.

But with you there at my side,

I’ll soon be turning the t    ide, just     wait.

As       long as I’ve got arms that cling at all,

It’s you that I’ll be clinging to;

And all the dreams I dream, beg, or borrow

On some bright tomorrow, they’ll all come true

And all my bright to – mor – rows be –       long      to y   ou.