They tell me your blue skies fade to gray/ i0 a/ ?1 x, n; [1 b$ \/ Y; T
They tell me your passion's gone away . l1 w& G* M e% { ) g/ I. C4 g0 }; ^You stand in the line just to hit a new low 4 A( q* _! c& N$ }You're faking a smile with the coffee you go) W+ m G Y7 y6 d2 T, G3 r/ k. y
You tell me your life's been way off line / z( N" N8 G* Y/ {* xYou're falling to pieces every time ; V# u' C4 X# `) x: ^1 I4 d' }( f# Z- b5 e Bad Day---(Daniel Powter) ' B1 V: {) a: K0 @) w8 n