Sometimes when you're feeling low
you don't see the light of day
or feel the breeze across your face
and the beauty of the simple things
they come and go without a trace
Living on a shoestring
is so hard to appreciate
that our time is of a premium
they say the brave don't hesitate
you'd better move it's getting late
Tomorrow is another day
Swimming round this goldfish bowl
you're a million miles away
and I stumble like a fool
but tomorrow is another day
and I could well be Mr Cool
Sometimes when you're feeling low
you don't see the light of day
or feel the breeze across your face
and the beauty of the simple things
they come and go without a trace