It’s been a bad day,

another bad day and all I want to do is look at you and know I’m okay.

From where I’m sitting these shoes ain’t fitting

and I’m walking backwards, looking down,

don’t see the sky I see the ground.



Above/ below you look and so you wonder,

where the time has gone of looking up,

tomorrows on its way.

Above/ below you look and so you say,

when I wake up in the morning

is it ‘gonna be another ugly day?



She sits in church its 2 pm

and look whose back from work again.

I guess they thought your better off,

without this life, without a job.

From where I’m sitting these shoes ain’t fitting

and I’m going nowhere, killing time,

just trying to feed my bleeding mind.



It’s been a bad day,

another bad day

and I cross my heart and hope to die

these dreams of yours are ‘gonna fly