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 bargain for A heavy plate for one to undertake I hate (I hate) to say (to say) I told you so But I (but I) just thought (just thought) I'd let you know Some days, they taste like lemonade Some days can feel like razorblades Well, I wish I could float away, some days Alright now Some days smell like spring Birds, they sing, jasmine's blossoming Oh everything, oh baby it's everything Some times things can seem evergreen Like the TV screen Reality Oh it's reality I hate (I hate) to say (to say) I told you so But I (but I) just thought (just thought) I'd let you know Some days, they taste like lemonade Some days can feel like razorblades Well I wish I could float away