4 acessos
I'm not having a good day
Everything I write just comes out wrong
And it puts me in abad way
When I think that you won't like this song
If you could hear it in my head
It all just makes perfect sense
But when I try to write it comes out wrong
When I think about the old days
Think about oh how the times fly
If we were back in high school
I wonder who and what we would recognize
The same street corners, the same street signs
And though we can't go back in time
It will always be the same in my mind
How do you know if you left the best behind you?
You can't see in rewind
You need a different point of view
If you could hear it in my head
It all just makes perfect sense
but when I try to write it comes out wrong
When I try to write it comes out wrong
Everything I write just comes out wrong