They tell me your blue skies fade to gray; I' u! A: a/ `, P' ^: R$ c1 x
They tell me your passion's gone away 9 e2 n8 o! q3 d( @6 y' z# F . u9 M( e3 i; {* eYou stand in the line just to hit a new low# S& L" y- y) b+ X6 m- `' U- |
You're faking a smile with the coffee you go 5 L2 K7 f- [( D% `You tell me your life's been way off line+ T" s9 u+ |+ a- g+ g! s
You're falling to pieces every time 3 P( i8 a% t/ T1 Z 8 r" R0 D* A! @0 M& a* nBad Day---(Daniel Powter)# ~( o: ~% R9 ~7 m. v