I didn't know what day it was that day,

Felt just like falling down on my knees to pray.

Looked at myself, and all that I could say

Was,"I think I see the errors of my way".



There in the glass there was something caught my eye,

Although I try through my sighing not to cry.

See where I am, and what I try to say,

Just so I'll look at the errors of my way.



Guess I got no one around to pull me through.

I just need someone to turn to, yes, I do.

Doin' my best just to change my yesterday,

Then I won't have no more errors of my way.