Debris 歌词

Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, I don't know what to do Wednesday comes so quickly, I never have a clue Thursday morning, my breakfast tea is blue Fridays are for winners I never could take part Saturday's an open hug but always breaks my heart Then it's back to Sunday I'm lying in the dark Mama always told me to cherish being free Daddy never took liberty seriously I'm looking at the window, reflections and debris It's hard to see who's really me Who's really me January, February, March are standing still April turns to May and June is in it for the kill And then July brings more promises and guilt August and September, October pass me by November and December are reasons not to try Then I've gone full circle, I'm gazing at the sky oh, yeah Mama always told me to cherish being free Daddy never took a single matter seriously I'm looking at the window, reflections and debris It's hard to see who's really me Who's really me Mama always told me to cherish being free Daddy never took liberty seriously I'm looking at the window, reflections and debris It's hard to see who's really me Mama always told me to cherish being free Daddy never took a single matter seriously I'm looking at the window, reflections and debris It's hard to see who's really me Who's really, who's really me