Tomorrow (Who knows which way the wind will blow)

You are the one I will lie with 'til tomorrow

 When the cockerel crows we'll both be gone

 Who knows which way the wind will blow tomorrow

 Only the God of the storm knows

 Where we are going to be

 When will we ever, when will we ever be free?

 You and I both shall measure many miles by sunset

 To make our beds we know not where

 And who knows which way the wind will blow tomorrow

 Only the God of the storm knows

 Where we are going to be

 When will we ever, when will we ever be free?

 So I won't shout, nor you shed tears upon my shoulder

 We're just small parts of some bigger plan

 And who knows which way the wind will blow tomorrow

 Only the God of the storm knows

 Where we are going to be

 When will we ever, when will we ever be free?

 Finish your wine, I'll throw some water on the fire

 Let's be the last spark of this cold night

 For who knows which way the wind will blow tomorrow

 Only the God of the storm knows

 Where we are going to be

 When will we ever, when will we ever be free?

 And all the people say:

 "Speak to me God of your intention

 Just what is it that we have done?

 Tell us our sins and we'll repent them

 For the killing must not go on"

 "Speak to me God of your intention

 Just what is it that we have done?

 Tell us our sins and we'll repent them

 For the killing must not go on"

 For the killing must not go on