Come Tomorrow Lyrics - East Of Angel Town - Peter Cincotti

The trees on Golden Avenue were green as Irish morning 

We were wearing caps and gowns 

My mother took a photograph 

I was the only one not smiling, I was too big for this town 

I can't believe that I was only 17 

A catholic punk who couldn't wait to scream 

Come tomorrow 

I'll be leaving this worn out, worn down place 

I'll be drinking sunlight and dancing on the moon 

I'll find me a girl that suits my ways 

Spending all my nights and days 

Just singing drunken love songs out of tune 

I'll be rolling like a pair of dice, come tomorrow 

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The trees on Golden Avenue were bitter red this morning 

As I shuffled through the crowd 

Another dose of daily news, another cup of coffee 

The same old runaround 

And I turn each corner hoping that I'll see 

A miracle just waiting there for me 

Come tomorrow 

I'll be leaving this worn out, worn down place 

I'll be drinking sunlight and dancing on the moon 

I'll find me a girl that suits my ways 

Spending all my nights and days 

Just singing drunken love songs out of tune 

I'll be rolling like a pair of dice, come tomorrow 

Going nowhere, like leaves are blowing past my window 

Caught up in a wind they can't control 

That's my story, a two bit kind of Peter Pan 

Who never tried for Neverland 

And I think it's time to find my wings and go 

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Come tomorrow 

I'll be leaving this worn out, worn down place 

I'll be drinking sunlight, dancing on the moon 

Find me a girl that suits my ways 

Spending all my nights and days 

Just singing drunken love songs out of tune 

I'm gonna make it up to paradise, come tomorrow 

Come tomorrow, come tomorrow