Turning on my pillow, thinking kind of strange   The color is of midnight in this room   The cars outside are coughing   And it's kind of hard to sleep   And there's neon out the window, not the moon      And it was just an any old kind of day   The kind that comes and slips away   The kind that fills up easy my life's time   The night brought any old kind of dark   I heard the ticking of my heart   Then why'm I thinking something's left behind?      I whistled 'round today and I skipped off a footloose jig   To the hurdy gurdy music of the street   I looked past those rooftops and I saw the cloudless sky   But I keep on asking why my life is passing by   And I'm left up high and dry   But it ain't no good to cry, so I shrug my useless sigh   And I trust to things that other days will meet      And it was just an any old kind of day   The kind that comes and slips away   The kind that fills up easy my life's time   The night brought any old kind of dark   I heard the ticking of my heart   Then why'm I thinking something's left behind?      The night has had it's laughing   When the street lights blind the stars   So now it's shedding rain to sing it's sorrow   It's time for me to sleep and to rest these thoughts away   There's gonna be another day, hey      When things will go my way   And there's other things to say   And there's other songs to play   And there'll be time enough for thinking come tomorrow      And it was just an any old kind of day   The kind that comes and slips away   The kind that fills up easy my life's time   The night brought any old kind of dark   I heard the ticking of my heart   Then why'm I thinking something's left behind?