| Tomorrow the world will seem a little clearer,
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| The planets align and all will be revealed,
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| Don’t question it all, your dream is getting nearer,
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| But you can tell the world just how you feel, oh.
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| The spinning roulette wheel,
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| The laugh of the gods,
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| The odds are so good now,
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| But the goods are all very odd.
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| The eye of a black cat,
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| One turn of a card,
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| One foot of a rabbit,
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| And your world is falling apart.
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| Tomorrow the world will be more simpatico.
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| Tomorrow the world won’t make you feel so small.
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| Whenever the world is threatening to be so.
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| Just wrap it up, and throw it like a ball.
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| Four leaves of a shamrock,
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| May be your best shot,
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| Your ship is in dry dock,
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| And you’ll never be what you’re not.
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| Just think what you can do,
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| You can turn it around,
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| You do what you have to,
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| And you will be standing your ground.
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| Don’t walk away, don’t you give in,
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| Don’t walk away, and please don’t cry,
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| Or say goodbye…
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| A dollar will get you ten that you’ll be happy,
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| But maybe that’s really all that you can see,
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| The planet will not have changed but one iota,
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| For as I give, the world will give to me…
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| Don’t walk away, don’t you give in,
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| Don’t walk away, and please don’t cry,
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| Or say goodbye…
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| Tomorrow the world will seem a little clearer,
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| The planets align and all will be revealed,
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| Don’t question it all, your dream is getting nearer,
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| And you can tell the world just how you feel, oh
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| Tomorrow the world… |