Somedays
Song ratings
| Rating | Comments | Author | Date |
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Bobber | June 8, 2012 | |
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Daniel Boneschansker | October 19, 2008 | |
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A melancholy classic reminiscent of Paul's greatest works like "Yesterday" or "And I Love Her". Simply a lovely song, beautifully arranged by George Martin, freeing me to overlook the slightly less-than-golden lyrics. | Bruce Beatlefan | August 14, 2006 |
Lyrics
Somedays I look,
I look at you with eyes that shine.
Somedays I don't,
I don't believe that you are mine.
It's no good asking me what time of day it is,
Who won the match or scored the goal.
Somedays I look,
Somedays I look into your soul.
Sometimes I laugh,
I laugh to think how young we were.
Sometimes it's hard,
It's hard to know which way to turn.
Don't ask me where I found that picture on the wall,
How much it cost or what it's worth.
Sometimes I laugh,
I laugh to think how young we were.
We don't need anybody else
To tell us what is real.
Inside each one of us is love,
And we know how it feels.
Somedays I cry,
I cry for those who live in fear.
Somedays I don't,
I don't remember why I'm here.
No use reminding me, it's just the way it is,
Who ran the race and came in first.
Somedays I cry,
I cry for those who fear the worst.
We don't need anybody else
To tell us what is real.
Inside each one of us is love,
And we know how it feels.
Somedays I look,
I look at you with eyes that shine.
Somedays I don't,
I don't believe that you are mine.
It's no good asking me what time of day it is,
Who won the match or scored the goal.
Somedays I look,
Somedays I look into your soul.
I look at you with eyes that shine.
Somedays I don't,
I don't believe that you are mine.
It's no good asking me what time of day it is,
Who won the match or scored the goal.
Somedays I look,
Somedays I look into your soul.
Sometimes I laugh,
I laugh to think how young we were.
Sometimes it's hard,
It's hard to know which way to turn.
Don't ask me where I found that picture on the wall,
How much it cost or what it's worth.
Sometimes I laugh,
I laugh to think how young we were.
We don't need anybody else
To tell us what is real.
Inside each one of us is love,
And we know how it feels.
Somedays I cry,
I cry for those who live in fear.
Somedays I don't,
I don't remember why I'm here.
No use reminding me, it's just the way it is,
Who ran the race and came in first.
Somedays I cry,
I cry for those who fear the worst.
We don't need anybody else
To tell us what is real.
Inside each one of us is love,
And we know how it feels.
Somedays I look,
I look at you with eyes that shine.
Somedays I don't,
I don't believe that you are mine.
It's no good asking me what time of day it is,
Who won the match or scored the goal.
Somedays I look,
Somedays I look into your soul.
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