One more day that blew on by like an airplane
Racing the sun until it’s night again
So many things I have to leave behind… for when?

But it’s too late, time for bed,
because my brain is just a weight in my head

Seems like it’s getting too much
Should I reach for a crutch?
Will I ever have time? (You’ve gotta make it)
No, I’m not feeling fine (You gotta take it…)

One day at a time…

Here I am, but I have no idea where or when
Chasing my thoughts like papers in the wind
Scene fades to black and then it all begins again

And I’m so late, roll out of bed
Wish I could get the day off instead
I’ll have to wait but while I go make some bread
I just can’t get this song out of my head

Seems like it’s getting too much
Should I reach for a crutch?
Will I ever have time?? (You’ve gotta make it)
No, I’m not feeling fine!! (You gotta take it…)

One day at a time…