Look at the sad goodbyes

Everyday'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 well well

Another day

Grocery store ten bucks

Just making change plastic cherries

Up in a tree jaybird

Laughing at me no word

Everyone looks can't see

Can't be ignored easily

Well well well

Another day

Well well well well well

Another day

Soft within the wayward things of

Like ecstasy

The sound of trees

Most anything

What a baby sees

Beautiful face alright

Many a place out of time

Old woman there with red shoes

One million balloons all used

Drive over hills forget your fear

Getting it out of second gear

Well well well

Another day

Well well well well well

Another day

Soft within the wayward things of

Like ecstasy

The sound of trees

Most anything

What a baby sees