Tomorrow's calling with promises new
I hear the echo of yesterday's blue.
Silver patterns of porcelain rose
Cobwebs of filley green.
Where I get them from nobody knows,
No one but you can see.
All the treasures of time will be there,
Take them away, they're free.
The finest thing is a love that we'll share
If you will follow me.
If I were foolish I'd promise the sky.
But I must not let my hopes run too high.
And I wonder when all's said and done
What will the future be ?
All I know is that you are the one
If you will follow me.
If you will follow me.
If you will follow me.
And I wonder when all is said and done
What will the future be ?
All I know is that you are the one
If you will follow me,
If you will follow me,
If you will follow me.
Tomorrow's calling with promises new
I hear the echo of yesterday's blue.
I hear the echo of yesterday's blue.
I hear the echo of yesterday's blue.

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Writer(s): ERIC WOOLFSON