Yesterday was a good day
It’s after midnight and I’ve got you on my mind
Come with me, never go away
Every day we will fly, yeah!
Yesterday, all my troubles were so far away,
Now it seems as if they’re here to stay.
But listen to the colour of your dreams
It is not leaving, it is not leaving
So play the game “Existence” to the end
Of the beginning, of the beginning
You see it’s all clear
You were meant to be here
From the beginning
I wish I could sing it to you, oh no,
I wish I could sing it to you.
Mostly I’m silent.
Sometimes everything is wrong
Now it’s time to sing along
When your day is night alone (Hold on, hold on)
Faces the end of time
As we plunge headlong towards the day
Can’t deny the signs
When the sun burns red
The earth will turn from blue to gray
I can never be the same again;
Now my eyes are looking past the life that I knew,
I’ll be shedding black and grey to take on red and blue,
Colours I can feel by touching you
Colours fly away from you,
Lost in valid wondering,
Angels fly their camoflage,
Darkness that is shattered by the dawn.
When there is no place safe and no safe place to put my head
When you feel the world shake from the words that are said
And I’m calling all angels
I’m calling all you angels
Just call me angel of the morning angel
Just touch my cheek before you leave me, baby
Just call me angel of the morning angel
Then slowly turn away from me
And it’s always good to see you, my friend
And to wake up, hungover, together again.
A wonderful day for passing my way
Knock and my door and even the score with your eyes
Lovely to see you again my friend
Walk along with me to the next bend
Lovely to see you again my friend.
Walk along with me to the next bend.
[Heh, that’s from the same Moodies’ song, you two…OK…]
Admit what you’re feeling
And see what’s in front of you,
It’s never out of your sight.
You know it’s true,
We all know that it’s true.
[More like me getting ninja’d by a minute]
I’m hooked on a feeling
I’m high on believing
That you’re in love with me
Then I saw her face, now I’m a believer
Not a trace of doubt in my mind.
See the doors about to swing both ways
See the answer mirrored in her gaze
Then you know that you’re caught in the shadow of love
P.s. Ooka shaka ooka shaka ooo ooo ooo!
So I stand at the crossroad, baby
Wondering which way to go
Too many people
Standing in the shadow of love
It’s a typical day on the road to Utopia