Tuesday, afternoon,

I'm just beginning to see,

Now I'm on my way,

It doesn't matter to me,

Chasing the clouds away.



Something, calls to me,

The trees are drawing me near,

I've got to find out why

Those gentle voices I hear

Explain it all with a sigh.



I'm looking at myself, reflections of my mind,

It's just the kind of day to leave myself behind,

So gently swaying thru the fairy-land of love,

If you'll just come with me and see the beauty of



Tuesday afternoon.

Tuesday afternoon.



Tuesday, afternoon,

I'm just beginning to see,

Now I'm on my way,

It doesn't matter to me,

Chasing the clouds away.



Something, calls to me,

The trees are drawing me near,

I've got to find out why

Those gentle voices I hear

Explain it all with a sigh.