Waking up late, a gray Sunday mourning
got up on the wrong side, so go back to bed
newspaper says, it's gonna be raining
at least until Wednesday, but I pay no mind

the wonder of it all
caught up in the everlasting fall
watch the years roll bye
counting shooting starts across the sky
you can wait a whole lifetime to figure out
the best days are the ones we forgot about

I can't complain, it's been such a mild winter
flip on the tv, those shows that we love
the sun will go down, on a north tulsa sky line
over and over, like the day before

we know everything must have an end, we can't pretend
it's so nice of you to stick around