It's a sad day
Like any other day
I don't feel like talking
But that doesn't mean i've got nothing to say
Tonight, the sky is my ceiling
In the morning it will turn grey
I'm a little lost, but I'll be okay
I can't remember when I started to go astray
I guess I should be grateful
It should be enough
There's no need for a bluff
I can only be hopeful
I know the glass isn't always half full
I already know that it's tough
It is now clear to me
That the edges are always going to be rough
