Any Old Kind of Day

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 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?
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 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?