Look at the sad goodbyes
Everyday's are killing time
Sun coming up outside
No men are born this time
Saturday's child stays home
Nothing to say So longWell, well, well,
Another day
Well, well, well,
Another day, day, dayGrocery store
Ten bucks
Just making change for plastic cherries
Up in a tree, jaybird
Looking at me, no word
Everyone looks
We can't see
We can't be ignored easilyWell, well, well,
Another day
Well, well, well,
Another daySoft within the wayward things
Like ecstasy
The sound of trees
Most anything
What a baby seesBeautiful face, alright
Many a place, outta sight
Old woman there with red shoes
One million balloons, all used
Drive over hills, forget your fear
Getting it out of second gearWell, well, well,
Another day
Well, well, well,
Another day
Songwriters
STILLS, STEPHENPublished by
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