Most days I can get through on my own two feet
Most days I can honestly say I’m as happy as can be
Most days I don’t need to pretend to smile
Because I know I have you, most days.
But some nights, I just get so lonely.
Some nights are just so bad.
When I’m left alone sitting in my head
Wishing I was laying with you instead.
Most days I can tell you where I’m going.
Most days it’s everywhere but down.
Most days there’s nothing but blue skies in my head.
Most days
But some nights just get so lonely
Some nights the dark just closes in.
Some nights I just feel so lonely.
Just imagining where you’ve been.
Now I know that we’re not tied down.
And I know we’re having fun just hanging around.
And you know that I’m fine with taking this day by day…
Most days.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem