You didn't wake up this morning cause you didn't go to bed.
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You were watching the whites of your eyes turn red.
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The calendar on your wall is ticking the days off.
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You've been reading some old letters,
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You smile and you think how much you've changed,
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And all the money in the world couldn't bring back those days.
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You pull back the curtains, and the sun burns into your eyes,
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You watch a plane flying, across a clear blue sky.
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This is the day your life will surely change.
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This is the day when things fall into place.
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You could've done anything, if you'd wanted
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And all your friends and family think that you're lucky,
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But the side of you they'll never see
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Is when you're left alone with the memories
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That hold your life together, together like glue.
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You pull back the curtains, and the sun burns into your eyes,
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You watch a plane flying, across a clear blue sky.
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This is the day your life will surely change.
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This is the day when things fall into place.
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This is the day your life will surely change.
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This is the day when things fall into place.
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This is the day,
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This is the day.
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This Is The Day
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| Manic Street Preachers |
