Lyric

Yesterday was a daydream

Today is a headache

Tomorrow's the eve of its heyday

And every little thing

Reminds me of a song I don't know

From a time when everything was mellow

And we were swimming in the afterglow

All the little things are new

But they make me think of you

And when the world is on fire

I won't be scared

And I won't be tired

I'll take my pain and I'll throw it in the fire

And when the world is on fire

All the little things are new

But they make me think of you