Favourite Day

Favourite Day

With our backs all turned to morning light

and all our timing gone

We can find some common surface

to put all our worries on

We can pour them out, or let them drip

then split them one by one

They can dry out, let them lie out

in the eyes of the morning sun

Don't stop waiting 'till you feel it all

When I left you weighing your choices up

and all the light had gone

You had tied the ends together

made them fight out all night long

Now the good half turns to what you had

the bad half's giving up

You can tear it out and bury it, put all your worries off

Don't stop waiting 'till you feel it all

Don't stop waiting 'till you feel it all

till you feel it all

till you feel it all

till you feel it all

till you feel it all