Lyrics

Until The Day
Reed Dickinson


He sits with his doughnut and his coffee
Stares out the window at the leafless tree
He still doesn?t know who he wants to be
But he never gives up trying
And he thinks that maybe he?ll never be free
Until the day that he?s dying

He once had a woman he loved very well
She held him directly under her spell
One day she woke up and told him farewell
Because he was always prying
But he?ll love that pretty mademoiselle
Until the day that he?s dying

He?s living his life the best that he can
Some days it?s hard just being a man

Now you?ll find him sometimes at the local bar
Smoking a fine leftover cigar
Someone once told him that he would go far
But he thinks that they were lying
He?ll be wishing upon that distant star
Until the day that he?s dying

It?s night time now and he?s ready for bed
With ideas and dreams swimming inside his head
He thinks of the ways that he?s been misled
And now his eyes are crying
He?s wishing he were someone else instead
Until the day that he?s dying



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