Day By Day

Electrify me

With your touch

Cant describe that type of rush.

Moth to open flame

You call me

Home.

Always right there next to me,

Yet I feel so alone.

The coffee's on,

Its two days old.

Love was lost six months ago.

Blue light in the hall

Illuminates the hangings

On the wall.

Things dont matter much

At all.

Oh,

So mundane.

But who's to blame?

It's just all more of the same.

We just take it day by day.

Electrify me

With your

Touch.

I dont think I ask for much.

Say you'll never leave,

I'll let you be the oxygen

I breathe.

Other things dont matter much to me.

Oh,

So mundane.

But who's to blame?

We just take it day by day.

So mundane.