Here in the hush of evenin´ on a night in June Overhearin´ conversations bayin´ at the moon Suddenly a voice I´m hearin´s sweet to my ear This is tomorrow´s callin´, wishin´ you were here
Layin´ in my hotel bedroom, feelin´ ceilin´ blues Wall to wall a TV´s twitchin´, clearly not a muse Then flashin´ through the interference beams a thousand tunes This is tomorrow callin´, what have I to lose?
Truckin´ by the railway station, I´m on the road again Steerin´ clear of all temptation unto the point of pain When steamin´ through on cue I hear that wailin´ whistle blow If this is tomorrow callin´, oh, what a way to go
Oho
Day to day you live old fashioned, hi-toned, fancy free
A double take, an image-spittin´, tailored to a T While history is tellin´ you the same old thing This is tomorrow callin´, let´s stick a new oar in