
BOB'S MUSIC PLAYER
TUESDAY AFTERNOON
By: the Moody Blues
Something calls to me.
I'm looking at myself,
Tuesday afternoon.
Tuesday afternoon.
Tuesday afternoon!
Something calls to me.
Do, do do do do do, do do do do do do.
Tuesday afternoon!
I'm just beginning to see,
now I'm on my way!
It doesn't matter to me,
chasing the clouds away!
The trees are drawing me near,
I've got to find out why.
Those gentle voices I hear
explain it all with a s-i-g-h!
reflections of my mind!
Is this the kind of day
to leave myself behind?
So gently swaying to
the fairyland of love.
If you'll just come with me
you'll see the beauty of-
I'm just beginning to see,
now I'm on my way!
It doesn't matter to me,
chasing the clouds away!
The trees are drawing me near,
I've got to find out why.
Those gentle voices I hear
explain it all with a s-i-g-h!
Do, do do do do do, do do do do do do.
Do, do do do do do, do do do do do do.
Do, do do do do do, do do do do do do.