Today
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I caught all the lights
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I usually miss and
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Skies of grey
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Well they weren't so blue
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But they were beautifully lit
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By sunlight breaking
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through the clouds
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Tracing buildings on the ground
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I'm not asking for more than
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To be anything more than
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Happy where I rest my head
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Cause
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Diamonds turn into dust
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And silver eventually rusts
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And I can't buy the things that made
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This a good day
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Today
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I got all my wrongs imperfectly right
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And on the way
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The angry mob
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Was usually nice
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There's a feeling
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passing through the crowd
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I could wrap my head and heart
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around
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I'm not asking for more than
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To be anything more than
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Happy where I rest my head
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Cause
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Diamonds turn into dust
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And silver eventually rusts
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And I can't buy the things that made
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This a good day
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Oh Oh
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Well I still got half a day
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To go
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But somehow ot's gonna stay this way
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I know
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I'm not asking for more than
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To be anything more than
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Happy where I rest my head
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Cause
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Diamonds turn into dust
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And silver eventually rusts
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And I can't buy the things that made
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This a good day
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The things that made
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This a good day
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It's a good day
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A Good Day
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| Lena Meyer-Landrut |
