Lisa Loeb "All The Pretty Little Horses"

The sun will come out tomorrow

Bet your bottom dollar that tomorrow

There'll be sun

Just thinkin' about tomorrow

Clears away the cobwebs, and the sorrow

'Til there's none

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

I just stick out my chin and grin, and say

The sun will 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

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

I just stick out my chin and grin, and say

Oh, the sun will 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