Tomorrow Comes - Roger Whittaker

I’d give the world to you still looking beautiful

But it just can’t be done, oh son

It’s just a crime of time a thing you can’t define, oh son

I could believe in time that we could do so much that we could carry on, oh son

Now I face every day the chance is slip away, oh son

Every dad has the wish that runs out of time

Every dad has a dream he tries to design

When the child in his arms can make him believe tomorrow comes

Every dad has the hope that something will change

Every dad has a life he can’t rearrange

And the child in his arms can make him believe tomorrow comes

With you remember me when you start breaking dreams

As you live out your life, oh son

Or play by any role and think I was a fool, oh son

Will you look back in time and read these lines of mine

And wish the same as I, oh son

And will you ever know how much I loved you so, oh son

Every dad has the wish that runs out of time

Every dad has a dream he tries to design

When the child in his arms can make him believe tomorrow comes

Every dad has the hope that something will change

Every dad has a life he can’t rearrange

And the child in his arms can make him believe tomorrow comes

Mmmh… Mmh… Mmh…

And the child in his arms can make him believe tomorrow comes

Mmmh… Mmh… Mmh…

And the child in his arms can make him believe tomorrow comes…