The the - This is the day

You d^Cidn't wake up this morning cause yo^Amu didn't go to bed You were ^Dwatching the whites of your eye^Fs turn red ^C The calendar ^Amon your wall is ^Dticking the ^Fdays off You've been ^Creading some old l^Ametters, You ^Dsmile and you think how muc^Fh you've changed, ^C all the money in^Am the world c^Douldn't bring b^Fack those days

^CYou pull back the ^Ecurtains, and the s^Fun burns into your ey^Des, ^CYou watch a plane ^Eflying, ^Facross a clear blue ^Dsky ^CThis is the ^Amday your ^Dlife will surely ^Fchange ^CThis is the ^Amday when t^Dhings fall into p^Flace

^CYou could've done ^Amanything,^D if you'd ^Fwanted And ^Call your friends and ^Amfamily t^Dhink that you're l^Fucky, But^C the side of you they'l^Aml never see Is when you're ^Dleft alone with the ^Fmemories That ^Chold your ^Amlife together, ^Dtogether like^F glue

^CYou pull back the ^Ecurtains, and the^F sun burns into your ^Deyes, ^CYou watch a plane ^Eflying, ^Facross a clear blue ^Dsky ^CThis is the ^Amday your l^Dife will surely c^Fhange ^CThis is the ^Amday when t^Dhings fall into p^Flace ^CThis is the ^Amday your l^Dife will surely c^Fhange ^CThis is the ^Amday when t^Dhings fall into p^Flace

^CThis is the ^Amday, your^D life will surely^F change ^CThis is the ^Amday, when^D things fall into^F place ^CThis is the ^Amday, your^D life will surely^F change ^CThis is the ^Amday, when^D things fall into^F place