Some days I'm happy,
And some days I'm feeling like hell,
It's like some days you're pretty,
And others you're not doing so well,
But we both stand together,
Tall and short, falling over, whatever...
Some days you're meant to feel good,
And some days you're just meant to cry, and scream at the sky.
Some days I'm lost,
And some days I'm completely found,
It's like some days you're here,
And others you're not around,
But when the sun fades away,
We're both here at the end of the day,
Skeletons barely breathing,
Hearts beating so fast that things fall off track.
Some days I'm living,
And some days I feel like I'm dead,
It's like some days you listen,
And others you're completely in your head,
But we both hold each other's hand,
Squeezing tightly, wondering, trying to understand,
Some days life seems to go on forever,
And every day with you it's really too short,
And people can't stop the sun, or the moon, or the rotating earth.