When we know, it's all right
And when we know it's not a right, oh

Because we have to try to find
Because we have to, it's not all right
And every single day

When we're knowing
Because we have to, have to try to find, oh

Oh and when we know it's not a right
Oh, oh, oh

Oh, as the sky gets gray things don't stay the same [bad word] and laugh but they don't play like they used to

Oh, as the weekends over, why do people always get into the seasons?
Before [bad word] 
Aaah...

As I walk away muddy puddles of a rainy day await my step
Stay the same and won't change, stay the same and won't change