Abbey Lincoln
Abbey Lincoln
Abbey Lincoln
Abbey Lincoln
Abbey Lincoln
Abbey Lincoln
Abbey Lincoln
Abbey Lincoln
Abbey Lincoln
Abbey Lincoln
[Intro]
Over the years longing to see
Into the night what it's to be
Never knowing what's really ahead
A world of illusion and fires to be fed
[Verse 1]
When the mournful old winter
Finally turns into spring
Will there be something to guide us?
What will tomorrow bring?
[Verse 2]
What will become of the people here
Wounded and covered with shame?
Will there be blossoms to heal us?
Will they become in the rain?
[Bridge]
The tower of Babel is leaning
Everything scattered in thought
Here in a world full of trouble
The scene is very distraught
[Verse 3]
Will the sad stories be ending?
Will someone come from the blue?
Will they be coming to save us?
Will it be me and you?
[Tenor Saxophone Solo]
[Piano Solo]
[Bridge]
There will be always tomorrow
There will be something ahead
There will be others to follow
And other fires to be fed
[Verse 4]
Will there become understanding?
Will we be knowing all things?
Will we be beginning to know love?
What will tomorrow bring?
What Will Tomorrow Bring was written by Abbey Lincoln.
What Will Tomorrow Bring was produced by Jean-Philippe Allard & Daniel Richard.