oh, the thing that you do
you make me go ohh
with the things that you do
you do
you do
i wanted to control it
but, love, i couldn't hold it

Some days are disasters that you wish could just end
Other days are bastards, just like a bad boyfriend
But it makes me feel much worse than this to see your
face masked with a frown
I'm not telling you to smile, but don't be down
Don't be down, my friend!
Don't do your wrists any harm!
You don't belong on a funny farm
I'm not telling you to smile but don't be down

fly with the wings of an eagle

glide along with the wind

no matter how high

i'll be thinking of you the whole time