Saturday was a sad day
Sunday didn't ever see the sun
Monday was just a memory
Just as soon as Tuesday had begun
It's not that I'm counting down
Or forgetting to look up
Just sitting here today
Figuring out where I'm coming from

If the price of life is going cheap
Well, then I'm taking a vow
To always have the rosy view I keep up somehow
But if it ever goes away, and if it ever gets too much
I won't be afraid to tell you so

'Cause if it ever goes away
And if it ever gets too much
It's easy now to back away
Take a breath, and tell you so