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
