All My Tomorrows - Frank Sinatra, Nelson Riddle & His Orchestra

Today 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 tide

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

Will all come true

And all my bright 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 tide

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

Will all come true

And all my bright tomorrows belong to you