It’s been a bad day,
another bad day and all I want to do is look at you and know I’m okay.
From where I’m sitting these shoes ain’t fitting
and I’m walking backwards, looking down,
don’t see the sky I see the ground.
Above/ below you look and so you wonder,
where the time has gone of looking up,
tomorrows on its way.
Above/ below you look and so you say,
when I wake up in the morning
is it ‘gonna be another ugly day?
She sits in church its 2 pm
and look whose back from work again.
I guess they thought your better off,
without this life, without a job.
From where I’m sitting these shoes ain’t fitting
and I’m going nowhere, killing time,
just trying to feed my bleeding mind.
It’s been a bad day,
another bad day
and I cross my heart and hope to die
these dreams of yours are ‘gonna fly
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