Three Ways From Tomorrow
Where's that sound coming from?
Far away, a distant drum
If I could only call someone to help me to find the way
Yesterday was so much fun, thought my life had just began
Now I find that just no one to help me to find the way
I could never say the words that meant enough to you
Even though inside I fail in knowing
I could never show my heart with praises built in rhyme
Even though the past was growing, out of my reach, out of my hands
Why must I speak, don't you understand?
Don't you understand?
Heyyy, can't you see I've been so sick and tired
Ohhh, through my plates my eyes are open wide
Whyyy, must I spoil a book but mundane words
Yeahhh
Yesterday was so much fun, thought my life had just began
Now I find that just no one to help me to find the way
I could never say the words that meant enough to you
Even though inside I fail in knowing
I could never show my heart with praises built in rhyme
Even though the past was growing, out of my reach, out of my hands
Why must I speak, don't you understand?
Don't you understand?
Don't you understand?
Far away, a distant drum
If I could only call someone to help me to find the way
Yesterday was so much fun, thought my life had just began
Now I find that just no one to help me to find the way
I could never say the words that meant enough to you
Even though inside I fail in knowing
I could never show my heart with praises built in rhyme
Even though the past was growing, out of my reach, out of my hands
Why must I speak, don't you understand?
Don't you understand?
Heyyy, can't you see I've been so sick and tired
Ohhh, through my plates my eyes are open wide
Whyyy, must I spoil a book but mundane words
Yeahhh
Yesterday was so much fun, thought my life had just began
Now I find that just no one to help me to find the way
I could never say the words that meant enough to you
Even though inside I fail in knowing
I could never show my heart with praises built in rhyme
Even though the past was growing, out of my reach, out of my hands
Why must I speak, don't you understand?
Don't you understand?
Don't you understand?
Credits
Writer(s): Eustace Britchforth Baker
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Other Album Tracks
- Sunday Will Never Be The Same
- Making Every Minute Count
- Lazy Day
- Commercial
- (It Ain't Necessarily) Byrd Avenue - Greatest Hit(s) Version
- Everybody's Talkin' - Theme From "Midnight Cowboy"
- Sunday Mornin' - Greatest Hit(s) Version
- Like To Get To Know You - Greatest Hit(s) Version
- Give A Damn
- Three Ways From Tomorrow
Altri album
- Sunday Will Never Be the Same / Lazy Day (Rerecorded Version) - Single
- Their Best - EP
- Three Ways From Tomorrow (Live On The Ed Sullivan Show, May 26, 1968)
- Sunday Mornin' (Live On The Ed Sullivan Show, December 17, 1967)
- Like To Get To Know You (Live On The Ed Sullivan Show, June 30, 1968)
- Sunday Will Never Be The Same (Live On The Ed Sullivan Show, June 18, 1967)
- Lazy Day (Live On The Ed Sullivan Show, December 17, 1967)
- Coney Island Washboard (Live On The Ed Sullivan Show, June 18, 1967)
- Like to Get to Know You
- The Gold Standard Series Pop Classics - Spankky & Our Gang
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