Today it isn't sunny, which makes it kind of dark
You wouldn't get a tan, from strolling in the park
There are no birdies singing in the brown leaf-barren trees,
There's only rubbish blowing in the car-fumed smelly breeze.
But wait! a thought blows all this gloom away, so far away
'cause sitting here, I've realised: I'm not at work today!
Today it isn't sunny, which makes it kind of dark
You wouldn't get a tan, from strolling in the park
There are no birdies singing in the brown leaf-barren trees,
There's only rubbish blowing in the car-fumed smelly breeze.
But wait! a thought blows all this gloom away, so far away
'cause sitting here, I've realised: I'm not at work today!