So this is continuous happiness
And you know, I always imagined it something more
With the right shades, the right paints, the right frames
This could really work
And what-a great day to spend indoors
So wake, wake-up
Just wake, wake-up
And where has all of the day gone?
And why are my lungs aching when I breathe?
Is there something wrong with the heat?
Why am I so cold?
Well, my heart it feels sick
And it hurts when I speak
And this is not what I hoped for
So wake, wake-up
Just wake, wake-up
Was this what we hoped for?
Was this what we hoped for?