Look at the sad goodbyes Every day's a killing time Sun coming up outside No men are born this time Saturday's child stays home Nothing to say so long Well well well another day Well well well another day
Grocery store ten bucks Just making change for plastic cherries Up in a tree a Jay Bird looking at me No word Everyone looks but can't see We can't be ignored so easily Well well well another day Well well well another day
Soft within the wayward things Like ecstasy, the sound of trees Most anything, what a baby sees
Beautiful face all right Many a place out of sight Old woman there with red shoes Four million balloons all used Drive over hills forget your fear Getting it out of second gear Well well well another day Well well well another dayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
