Baby, baby, here, look at me, yes, I know, I know
Maybe, maybe, it's not worth a damn
All the things we do to ourselves, we don't understand
But who can say what tomorrow will be, we'll see
All our tomorrows find their own ways
And hear the sound of a distant thunder fading away
Well, every lonely night we'll make our own brand of delight
And take all the comfort we may
Baby, baby, just look at me, yes, it shows how it shows
Nothing worked out but I thought it would
I could've done worst in a soul, I must have done good
But who can say what tomorrow will be, we'll see
All our tomorrows find their own ways
(Find their own ways)
And hear the sound of a distant thunder fading away
For every lonely night we'll make our own brand of delight
And take all the comfort we may
I found a love in the strangest place
And refuge from the cold of the night
In a stranger's face, your face
For every lonely night we'll make our own brand of delight
And take all the comfort we may
All our tomorrows find their own ways
(Find their own ways)
And hear the sound of a distant thunder fading away
For every lonely night, yeah, we'll make our own brand of delight
And take all the comfort we may
Take all this comfort we may
All our tomorrows find their own ways
All our tomorrows fading away
All our tomorrows find their own ways
All Our Tomorrows was written by David Tyson & Eddie Schwartz.
All Our Tomorrows was produced by Charlie Midnight.
Joe Cocker released All Our Tomorrows on Fri Oct 23 1987.