These Are the Days Songtext
von Neal Francis
These Are the Days Songtext
These are the days your good graces have up and gone
We′re left counting the ways that I've done you wrong
These are the days your good graces have up and gone
We′re left counting the ways that I've done you wrong
They're gonna hang me high for my crimes
I got nothing to lose now, but this is I′m crying
Yes out of time, and I paid the price
So that the next time maybe I′ll think twice
Doesn't matter to you girl
You know that I′m in misery
These are the days your good graces have up and gone
We're left counting the ways that I′ve done you wrong
These are the days your good graces have up and gone
We're left counting the ways that I′ve done you wrong
It's 5:00 a.m. in the morning and I'm not home
I′m surrounded by people, but I′m really alone
I know I'm keeping you waiting girl, but I don′t care
I come home to you if I would die to this chair
I know I'm tired of hiding baby
Getting you wrapped up in lies
These are the days your good graces have up and gone
We′re left counting the ways that I've done you wrong
These are the days your good graces have up and gone
We′re left counting the ways, we're left counting the ways
We're left counting the ways that I′ve done you wrong
That I′ve done you wrong
We′re left counting the ways that I've done you wrong
These are the days your good graces have up and gone
We′re left counting the ways that I've done you wrong
They're gonna hang me high for my crimes
I got nothing to lose now, but this is I′m crying
Yes out of time, and I paid the price
So that the next time maybe I′ll think twice
Doesn't matter to you girl
You know that I′m in misery
These are the days your good graces have up and gone
We're left counting the ways that I′ve done you wrong
These are the days your good graces have up and gone
We're left counting the ways that I′ve done you wrong
It's 5:00 a.m. in the morning and I'm not home
I′m surrounded by people, but I′m really alone
I know I'm keeping you waiting girl, but I don′t care
I come home to you if I would die to this chair
I know I'm tired of hiding baby
Getting you wrapped up in lies
These are the days your good graces have up and gone
We′re left counting the ways that I've done you wrong
These are the days your good graces have up and gone
We′re left counting the ways, we're left counting the ways
We're left counting the ways that I′ve done you wrong
That I′ve done you wrong
Writer(s): Neal Francis O'hara Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com