Clementime

If tomorrow's sun doesn't shine

If no creatures stir in the morning time

If the clouds go still in the sky

And the days roll in and pass us by

I will ride your elevator

We'll stay out till it is later

If tomorrow's sun doesn't shine

At least I'll have my clementime

If tomorrow's moon doesn't show

If our dreams go lost in the winter snow

And the flowers wither and die

And the waterfalls run low and dry

Will you meet me in the garden

We'll say please and beg your pardon

If tomorrow's sun doesn't shine

At least I'll have my clementime

There's place that nobody knows

There's a packing up of summer clothes

In the lazy days of my mind

You've always been my clementime

Clementime