maybe tomorrow i値l leave this day behind and maybe then i値l sing a new song for you and we値l mull over coffee and the movie we just saw while you go on about your job i値l criticize the songs they play on the radio and the rain will fall my way when i can tell you all about what i did that day and the wind will have blown my way when you are here with me maybe tomorrow night we値l go out and paint the town red or maybe blue that depends on you my dear and we値l allow the pace of these days to pass us by while you complain about l.a. i値l tell you that i think i figured jesus out
