Sanoja: Frank Sinatra. All My Tomorrows.

Today I may not have a thing at all
Except for just a dream or two
But I’ve got lots of plans for tomorrow
And all my tomorrows belong to you

Right now it may not seem like spring at all
We’re drifting and the laughs are few
But I’ve got rainbows planned for tomorrow
And all my tomorrows belong to you

No one knows better than i
That luck keeps passing me by ... that’s fate
But with you there at my side
I’ll soon be turrning the tide ... just wait

As long as I’ve got arms that cling at all
It’s you that I’ll be clinging to
And all the dreams I dream, beg, or borrow
On some bright tomorrow they’ll all come true

And all my bright tomorrows belong to you