(Ray Thomas)
Dear diary, what a day it`s been.
Dear dirary, it`s been just like a dream.
Woke up too late. Wasn`t where I should have been.
For goodness sake what`s happening to me.
Write lightly, yours truly, dear diary.
It was cold outside my door.
So many people by the score,
Rushing around as senselessly
They don`t notice there`s people like me.
Write lightly, yours truly, dear diary.
They don`t know what they`re playing.
They`ve got no way of knowing what the game is.
Still they carry on doing what they can
Outside me, yours truly, dear diary.
It`s over. Will tomorrow be the same?
I know that they`re really not to blame.
If they weren`t so blind then surely they`d see
There`s a much better way for them to be
Inside me, yours truly, dear diary.
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