Sunny Days Aren't Meant to Last

Why don't you come and see
What's under the lonely tree
Both times you said no today
Why don't you come and play?

I've never been good alone
Always someone on the phone
But that had to end today
Looks like everyone has gone away

We're struggling to keep to the straight
We're Struggling to keep to the narrow
We hope that we won't be late
We hope that we won't be shallow

Lost in my show
Once again
You'll find me sitting
Till the end
Where will we go
I still don't know
But I know it's far from home so we'll

March forth to the past
And learn fast

There's still something on my mind
It's lying there and hard to find
Where will we go
I still don't know
I'll be sitting on my very own

You never dance on the line
And I'm sure you think it's fine
But you never know for sure
What lies beyond that door

You may never feel content
But maybe every now and then
I've only felt it once before
Then again I was never sure

Sunny fields and dampened grass
We never let a day go past
Driving round in our brand new cars
We truly thought those days would always last

We're struggling to keep to the straight
We're Struggling to keep to the narrow
We hope that you won't be late
We hope that you won't be shallow

Lost in my show
Once again
You'll find me
Sitting till the end
Where will we go
I still don't know
But I know it's far from home so we'll

March forth to the past
And learn fast

There's still something on my mind
It's lying there and hard to find
Where will we go
I still don't know
I'll be sitting on my very own

You're under my skin again
You know I just can't win
Then again I've never felt that way
You should know, I'm not okay

My memories are the most precious things
Regardless of what the future brings
My days are just frayed strings
But I can only make the best of things

But I guess it really doesn't matter
My dreams are here to shatter
Slain across a broken shore
I really shouldn't care anymore

We're struggling to keep to the straight
We're Struggling to keep to the narrow
We hope that you won't be late
We hope that you won't be shallow

Lost in my show
Once again
You'll find me
Sitting till the end
Where will we go
I still don't know
But I know it's far from home so we'll

March forth to the past
And learn fast

There's still something on my mind
It's lying there and hard to find
Where will we go
I still don't know
I'll be sitting on my very own



Credits
Writer(s): Douglas Benson
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