Whenever I feel blue; sorry for myself,



I hum a little tune , it takes me somewhere else.



Chorus:



The more that I complain the more it looks like rain,



The more that I am grateful, the sun shines down on me.



Im so grateful for all that I receive.



All my blessings, I cant even see.



Whenever I get angry; justified and mad,



I still feel so unhappy... I just want to be glad.



Chorus.



I have a little secret that I will share with you:



The most important thing is peace, when the day is through.



Chorus.



When the day is through, I give it up to you.



When the day is done, I let my troubles rest,



Just like the setting sun.