Some Days en The Maine

Some days feel alone, on your own,
Like a rolling stone
A perfect waste of a perfect day

Some days feel like chores,
You get more than you bargained for
A heavy plate for one to undertake

I hate to say I told you so,
But I just thought I'd let you know

Some days, they taste like lemonade
Some days can feel like razorblades
I wish I could float away, some days

Some days smell like spring
Birds, they sing
Jasmine's blossoming
Everything, oh it's everything

Some times things can seem evergreen, like the TV screen
Reality, it's reality

I hate to say "I told you so"
But I just thought I'd let you know

Some days, they taste like lemonade
Some days can feel like razorblades

I wish I could float away, some days
(I wish that I could float away)

Float away, I wish I could float away

I hate to say "I told you so"

Some days, they taste like lemonade
Some days can feel like razorblades
Oh, I wish I could float away