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 through the fairyland of love,
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.