Everyday
Words and Music By Anne Stott

Everyday I waste a little love
Everyday I ignore a little truth
Everyday I justify some rage
Everyday

Higher ideals float above
Wanting alone, never enough
Looks can be deceiving
Rationalizations run thin
I'm just barely hanging on between existences

Empty spaces have no doors
The answer is always around the corner

Who's listening anyway
I guess that's not for me to say
Hold on tight I'm going under
Someone else, take us out

Everyday I waste a little love
Everyday I ignore a little truth
Everyday I justify some rage
Everyday is more than I can take

© 2006 Anne Stott