Everydays

Look at the sad goodbyes Everydays a-killin' time Sun comin' up outside No men are born this tide Saturday's child stays home Nothing to say, so wrong Well, well, well, another day Well, well, well, another day Grocery store, tin clerks Just making change, plastic jerks Up in a tree, a jaybird Yellin' at me, no words Everyone looks, can't see Can be ignored easily Well, well, well, another day Well, well, well, another day Softenin' the way with things of ecstasy The sound of trees Most any breeze What a baby sees Beautiful face, alright Many a place, uptight Old woman there with red shoes A million balloons, all hues Drivin' the hills, forget fear Gettin' it on in second gear Well, well, well, another day Well, well, well, another day Softenin' the way with things of ecstasy The sound of trees Most any breeze What a baby sees