I'm singin this hopeful tune,
I hope that I will pretty soon,
Somehow throw all bad days away,
And end up out of it okay,

I went all out I lost all things,
And there's no doubt that what life brings,
Is sorrow of my own remorse,
And all I will be now that I,
Am all alone in my own lie,
Is sadness at my current course,

So I'm singin this hopeful tune,
I hope that I will pretty soon,
Somehow throw all bad days away,
And end up out of it okay,

I try to get up off the floor,
But end up loosing all the more,
I see my end is drawing near,
And at my grave all there will be,
Is all alone just only me,
My conscience is finally clear,

So I'm singin this hopeful tune,
I hope that I will pretty soon,
Somehow throw all bad days away,
And end up out of it okay,

My friends are gone, and I'm sure there,
Will be no more, of them to share,
I lost them on my own acount,
The friendship that I shared with them,
Was murdered by my selfish stem,
Of killing one for one amount,

So I'm singin this hopeful tune,
I hope that I will pretty soon,
Somehow throw all bad days away,
And end up out of it okay,

So I'm singin this hopeful tune,
I hope that I will pretty soon,
Somehow throw all bad days away,
And end up out of it okay.