When the day is done
Hope so much your race will
be all run
Then you find you jumped the
gun
Have to go back where you
began
When the day is done.
When the night is cold
Some get by but some get old
Just to show life's not made
of gold
When the night is cold.
When the bird has flown
Got no-one to call your own
Got no place to call your
home
When the bird has flown.
When the game's been fought
You speed the ball across
the court
Lost much sooner than you
would have thought
Now the game's been fought.
When the party's through
Seems so very sad for you
Didn't do the things you meant
to do
Now there's no time to start
anew
Now the party's through.
When the day is done
Down to earth then sinks the
sun
Along with everything that
was lost and won
When the day is done.
Marco Giunco |
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