They tell me your blue skies fade to gray 0 R+ m/ p; Q! h; \ gThey tell me your passion's gone away 4 g% g' J4 a& P* A1 M) C' Q( ~; g) P: i. W, O' |+ w
You stand in the line just to hit a new low# q1 P- D* F8 Y2 ~' H1 O7 `
You're faking a smile with the coffee you go% }) J# c7 Q; e
You tell me your life's been way off line 9 B* B$ Y0 I3 ?0 N* c6 n# ~You're falling to pieces every time : F: {. f" y7 w# L2 K $ {: |7 R* ?: z7 ?% p4 _- rBad Day---(Daniel Powter)( N7 T6 }# @3 e" n