There Are Some Days

Well I seem to be haunted by these ghosts

And I can't decide which ones grieve the most

Not wanting to remember or I can't forget

When I am dusty with these old regrets

There are some days I just wanna cry

There are some ways I use to get by

Well you've got your cross and your hymnal too

And you say your prayers like you're supposed to do

You tell me it was this thing called "grace"

And I believe you, I see it in your face

There are some days I just wanna cry

There are some ways I use to get by

Now I have seen this angel and her wings are torn

She offers me a string of pearls and thorns

And she seems to smile just before she disappears

She whispers "You're not the only one bleeding here"

There are some days I just wanna cry

There are some ways I usee to get by

There are some days I just wanna cry

There are these ways I use to get by