Who Knows What Tomorrow May Bring - Traffic

We are not like all the rest, you can see us any day of the week

Come around, sit down, take a sniff, fall asleep

Baby, you don’t have to speak

I’d like to show you where it is but then it wouldn’t even mean a thing

Nothing is easy, baby, just please me, who knows what tomorrow may bring?

If for just one moment you could step outside your mind

And float across the ceiling, I don’t think the folks would mind