Perfect Day

Too many years go passing by
Nobody seems around here
You never let me say good-bye
Gone with the wind one morning

Too many things are left behind
Nobody seems around me
Even I might be high and dry
Looking for wheels you’re turning

As I walk among the crazy days
I thought you were painful everyday
Ordinary happenings
Just are mostly strange

Girl,
I don’t understand
There is no perfect day
Won’t you lend me hands
I misunderstand
There is no perfect day
Since you said good-bye

Time goes by
High and dry
I walk by
Since you said good-bye

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