Track 9 off Ten Golden Oldies.

The Best Day of My Life

Playing dead to see if you can tell
I slowly slip away into my hell
We’re too different we’re too much the same
And I keep trying but I tremble at your name
I’ve always been there with open hands
But you never noticed and you don’t understand

And you’re eyes are calling out to me
But you can’t hear ‘em and I can’t turn away
It could’ve been the best day of my life
It could’ve been the best day of my life
Of my life

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