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That day, That day |
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What a mess what a marvel |
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I walked into that cloud again |
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And I lost myself |
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And I'm sad, sad, sad |
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Small, alone, scared |
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Craving purity |
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A fragile mind and a gentle spirit |
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That day, That day, |
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What a marvelous mess |
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This is all that I can do |
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I'm done to be me |
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Sad, scared, small, alone, beautiful |
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It's supposed to be like this |
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I accept everything |
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It's supposed to be like this |
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That day, That day |
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I lay down beside myself |
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In this feeling of pain, sadness |
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Scared, small, climbing, crawling |
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Towards the light |
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And it's all I see and |
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I'm tired and I'm right |
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And I'm wrong |
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And it's beautiful |
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That day, That day |
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What a mess, what a marvel |
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We're all the same |
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And no one thinks so |
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And it's okay |
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And I'm small and I'm divine |
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And it's beautiful |
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And it's coming |
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But it's already here |
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And it's absolutely perfect |
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That day, That day |
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When everything was a mess |
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And everything was in place |
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And there's too much hurt |
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Sad, small, scared, alone |
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And everyone's a cynic |
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And it's hard and it's sweet |
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But it's supposed to be like this |
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That day, That day |
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When I sat in the sun |
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And I thought and I cried |
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Cause I'm sad, scared, small |
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Alone, strong |
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And I'm nothing and I'm true |
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Only a brave man can break through |
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And it's all okay |
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Yeah, it's okay |