| Song | Come Tomorrow |
| Artist | Manfred Mann |
| Album | The Best Of 1964-1966 |
| If I talked to god he’d tell me why | |
| There’s something going on | |
| Dark people walking by | |
| This morning is the day after the next | |
| Escape my only dream | |
| Cos I’m the only one again | |
| But life is better spent inside your world | |
| Butterfly that sings | |
| Causes me to fall once more | |
| Tomorrow you are only half a friend | |
| Machines control your mind | |
| And neon strips above my head | |
| Come tomorrow, come tomorrow | |
| There’s never been an answer | |
| There’s always someone else to follow | |
| And you are coming down, and you are coming down | |
| Giving me the reasons for your lies | |
| And when you turn me inside out | |
| Don’t know what you feel or dream about | |
| And then you take me upside down | |
| Remember my face, my name, my town | |
| And when you turn me inside out | |
| Don’t know what you feel or dream about | |
| And then you take me upside down | |
| Remember my face, my name, my town | |
| When i think of god he knows my mind | |
| I’m wondering what’s wrong | |
| What will the devil find | |
| Today it seems the night has come too soon | |
| Mesmerizing dreams, a vision of the hills again | |
| And my life is better lived insane | |
| With buttercups that cry, and animals that talk to me | |
| Tomorrow you will find there’s no way out | |
| With nowhere left to turn | |
| There’s no place left to hide from him | |
| Come tomorrow, come tomorrow | |
| There’s never been an answer | |
| There’s always someone else to follow | |
| And you are coming down, and you are coming down | |
| Giving me the reasons for your lies | |
| And when you turn me inside out | |
| Don’t know what you feel or dream about | |
| And then you take me upside down | |
| Remember my face, my name, my town | |
| And when you turn me inside out | |
| Don’t know what you feel or dream about | |
| And then you take me upside down | |
| Remember my face, my name, my town | |
| In a city made of sand | |
| We found our way out | |
| But without a helping hand | |
| We’re free | |
| Turn me inside out | |
| Don’t know what you dream about | |
| Take me upside down | |
| Take me, take me | |
| And you turn me inside out | |
| Don’t know what you dream about... |
| If I talked to god he' d tell me why | |
| There' s something going on | |
| Dark people walking by | |
| This morning is the day after the next | |
| Escape my only dream | |
| Cos I' m the only one again | |
| But life is better spent inside your world | |
| Butterfly that sings | |
| Causes me to fall once more | |
| Tomorrow you are only half a friend | |
| Machines control your mind | |
| And neon strips above my head | |
| Come tomorrow, come tomorrow | |
| There' s never been an answer | |
| There' s always someone else to follow | |
| And you are coming down, and you are coming down | |
| Giving me the reasons for your lies | |
| And when you turn me inside out | |
| Don' t know what you feel or dream about | |
| And then you take me upside down | |
| Remember my face, my name, my town | |
| And when you turn me inside out | |
| Don' t know what you feel or dream about | |
| And then you take me upside down | |
| Remember my face, my name, my town | |
| When i think of god he knows my mind | |
| I' m wondering what' s wrong | |
| What will the devil find | |
| Today it seems the night has come too soon | |
| Mesmerizing dreams, a vision of the hills again | |
| And my life is better lived insane | |
| With buttercups that cry, and animals that talk to me | |
| Tomorrow you will find there' s no way out | |
| With nowhere left to turn | |
| There' s no place left to hide from him | |
| Come tomorrow, come tomorrow | |
| There' s never been an answer | |
| There' s always someone else to follow | |
| And you are coming down, and you are coming down | |
| Giving me the reasons for your lies | |
| And when you turn me inside out | |
| Don' t know what you feel or dream about | |
| And then you take me upside down | |
| Remember my face, my name, my town | |
| And when you turn me inside out | |
| Don' t know what you feel or dream about | |
| And then you take me upside down | |
| Remember my face, my name, my town | |
| In a city made of sand | |
| We found our way out | |
| But without a helping hand | |
| We' re free | |
| Turn me inside out | |
| Don' t know what you dream about | |
| Take me upside down | |
| Take me, take me | |
| And you turn me inside out | |
| Don' t know what you dream about... |