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"
