Most Days

Lyrics
She was a hummingbird song She fluttered her wings but she would not come in I threw my weight at the door But she held her ground and she would not give in And some days I'm better than most Most days I'm tied to the post What's so bad in being bad Well, bad is bad and boy, that's a fact She said she was born a traveller Said I knew as she ran out the door Our love is like old money Somewhere out there, somewhere out in the past She was a hummingbird song She fluttered and danced but she would not come in And though I don't think of her daily I praise the lord that I never made it Most days I'm better than most Some days I'm tied to the post What's so bad in being bad Well, bad is bad and boy, that's a fact And some days I'm better than most Most days I'm tied to the post She said she was born a traveller I said I knew as she ran out the door I said "I won't let you go" She said "boy, you know, you're just clutching at straws" She was a hummingbird song She fluttered her wings but she would not come in I threw my weight at the door But she held her ground and she would not give in And most days I'm better than most Some days I'm tied to the post Yeah, most days I'm better than most Most days I'm tied to the post
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Credits
- Writers
- Neil Halstead