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Now, what do you say When everything's been said How do you repair What is designed to break? How can I remind you When you want to forget? Wouldn't you be glad If we had never met? They say "One of these days you'll be happy And one of theses days you'll be free From every little thing that has happened And what you think you have to be" There were things without a warning Things still left unsaid Things that had no closure And things they never met Things they never had To happen if I'd been Just a little more honest But where should I begin? Tell me where could I begin? They say "One of these days you'll be happy And one of theses days you'll be free From every little thing that has happened And what you think you have to be One of these day you'll be happy Oh, one of theses days you'll be free One of these days she'll be clapping 'Cause she'll be glad to see you again"