Strange
How funny things can be
Strange
The things you said to me
Strange
I could have laughed until I cried
Strange
I could have took YOU for my bride

Here she comes, miss tomorrow
Here she comes
(Here she comes)
Miss Tomorrow
Here she comes, miss tomorrow
Here she comes
(Here she comes)
Miss Tomorrow

Cold
You left me froze to the bone
Cold
Your lips were like kissing stone
Love
You said that love is all you need
Cold
You taught the Beatles let it bleed

Here she comes, miss tomorrow
Here she comes
(Here she comes)
Miss Tomorrow
Here she comes, Miss Tomorrow
Here she comes
(Here she comes)
Miss Tomorrow

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc., Wixen Music Publishing
Writer(s): BUN CARLOS, DAVE (GB 1) STEWART, JULIAN RAYMOND, RICK NIELSEN, ROBIN ZANDER, TOM PETERSSON