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