This was going to be the day
And I let slip away
This was going to be my day
And I broke it anyway
What will be of me tomorrow?
Will I see that new light?
Will I leave my sorrow?
What will be of my life?
There goes my day
Here's only my sigh
There goes today's play
And here comes that beatiful silent night.
To take me away...
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