Well that day, that day
What a mess, what a marvel
I walked into that cloud again and I lost myself
And I'm sad, sad, sad, small, alone, scared
Craving purity, a fragile mind
And a gentle spirit
That day, that day
What a marvellous mess
This is all I can do, I'm done, to be me
Sad, scared, small, alone, beautiful
It's supposed to be like this
I accept everything
It's supposed to be like this
That day, that day
I lay down beside myself
In this feeling of pain, sadness, scared, small
Climbing, crawling towards the light
And it's all that I see
And I'm tired and I'm right
And I'm wrong and it's beautiful
That day, that day
What a mess, what a marvel
We're all the same and no one thinks so
And it's OK
And I'm small and I'm divine and it's beautiful
And it's coming and already here
And it's absolutely perfect