Come Tomorrow - Townes Van Zandt

By townes van zandt

Could it be the seasons changin

The winds of winter rearranging

All the leaves like fallin queens of sorrow

Could be the freezing rain a-fallin

Could be sad september callin

Or maybe its knowin shell be gone

Come tomorrow

Well, its strange how many tortured mornings

Fell upon us with no warning

Lookin for a smile to beg and borrow

Its over now, there is no returning

A thousand bridges sadly burning

And light the way I have to walk alone

Come tomorrow

I guess that no amount of lying

To myself will stop the crying

I guess I have to take things like they are

The facts are plain to see, its only

That I aint used to being lonely

Like Im gonna be without you

Come tomorrow

Come tomorrow