Roger Whittaker
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Artist. Roger Whittaker
Title: Tomorrow comes
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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. . .


Mirror lyrics:

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.
Every dad has a life he can't rearrange
Every dad has the hope that something will change.

When the child in his arms can make him believe tomorrow comes.
Every dad has a dream he tries to design.
Every dad has the wish that runs out of time.

And will you ever know how much I loved you so, oh son.
And wish the same as I, oh son.
Will you look back in time and read these lines of mine
Or play by any role and think I was a fool, oh son.
as you live out your life, oh son.
With you remember me when you start breaking dreams,

and the child in his arms can make him believe tomorrow comes.
Every dad has a life he can't rearrange
Every dad has the hope that something will change.

When the child in his arms can make him believe tomorrow comes.
Every dad has a dream he tries to design.
Every dad has the wish that runs out of time.

Now I face every day the chance is slip away, oh son.
I could believe in time that we could do so much that we could carry on, oh son.
It's just a crime of time a thing you can't define, oh son.
But it just can't be done, oh son.
I'd give the world to you still looking beautiful.

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Title: Tomorrow comes
Artist. Roger Whittaker


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