歌曲名 Any Old Kind Of Day 歌手名 Harry Chapin

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作曲：

Turning on my pillow

Thinking kind of strange

The color is of midnight in this room

The cars outside are coughing

And it's kind of hard to sleep

And there's neon out the window

Not the moon

And it was just an any old kind of day

The kind that comes and slips away

The kind that fills up easy my life's time

The night brought any old kind of dark

I heard the ticking of my heart

Then why'm I thinking somethings left behind

I whistled round today

And I skipped off a footloose jig

To the hurdy gurdy music of the street

I looked up past those rooftops

And I saw the cloudless sky

But I keep on asking why my life is passing by

And I'm left up high and dry

But it ain't no good to cry

So I shrug my useless sigh

And I trust to things that other days will meet

And it was just an any old kind of day

The kind that comes and slips away

The kind that fills up easy my life's time

The night brought any old kind of dark

I heard the ticking of my heart

Then why'm I thinking somethings left behind

The night has had it's laughing

When the street lights blind the stars

So now it's shedding rain

To sing it's sorrow

Sorrow

It's time for me to sleep

And to rest these thoughts away

There's gonna be

Another day hey

When things will go my way

And there's other things to say

And there's other songs to play

And there'll be time enough for thinking

Come tomorrow

And it was just an any old kind of day

The kind that comes and slips away

The kind that fills up easy my life's time

The night brought any old kind of dark

I heard the ticking of my heart

Then why'm I thinking somethings left behind

Why'm I thinking somethings left behind