I wish that you could see
All the things that I have seen
This mind of mine is making life worthwhile
I wish that you'd have know
Of all the plans I had in store for us
Laughing, dancing, traveling the world on our own
And this man, he weeps tonight
And his head is bowed with sorrow
But what can you do, sitting there
And you let him cry tomorrow
Yes, you'll let him cry tomorrow
Yes, you'll let him cry tomorrow
I thought our thing would last
'Cause it said so in my horoscope
The days have gone and past while dreaming away
The lighting here is dim
And the room closes in around me
Your pictures' hanging loose on a rusting nail
And this man, he weeps tonight
And his head is bowed with sorrow
But what can you do, sitting there
And you let him cry tomorrow
Yes, you'll let him cry tomorrow
Yes, you'll let him cry tomorrow
And this man, he weeps tonight
And his head is bowed with sorrow
But what can you do, sitting there
And you let him cry tomorrow
Yes, you'll let him cry tomorrow
Yes, you'll let him cry tomorrow

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Writer(s): David Russel Gordon Davies