Sara Melson Some Days
The sun rises when we’re sleeping
Sinks while we’re watching tv
Night falls and we’re dreaming
Of what’s past or yet to be
We ain’t dead yet, but we sure ain’t free
We ain’t dead yet, but we sure ain’t free
Oh some days are better than others
But it don’t matter where you’re going to
Don’t matter where you’ve been
Cuz this day here is like no other
And it ain’t never ever coming back again
The telephone is ringing
All you wanna do is hide
Far away you hear a singing
Birds are calling you outside
Open your door now, go on and see
Open your door now, go on, you’re free
Cuz some days are better than others
It don’t matter where you’re going to
Don’t matter where you’ve been
Cuz this day here is like no other
And it ain’t never ever coming back again
No it ain’t never ever coming back again
Oh it ain’t never ever coming back again
