Have you ever seen a day
Where there's nothing left to play?
Where you look for something new
But there's nothing left to do?

When all you see is black and white,
with not enough energy to put up a fight?
When the silence isn't calm, but ringing?
When the birds are too tired to be singing?

Have you ever seen a day
Where there's nothing left to play?
Where you look for something new
But there's nothing left to do?

When even sizzling bacon isn't tantalizing,
and you can't even spend the day fantasizing?
When you can't seem to move from the floor?
When the dog doesn't want to run out the door?

Have you ever seen a day
Where there's nothing left to play?
Where you look for something new
But there's nothing left to do?

When the trees are like cold rocks,
and you don't want to climb them in only your socks?
When you wander about aimlessly?
When you whine and complain shamelessly?

Have you ever seen a day
Where there's nothing left to play?
Where you look for something new
But there's nothing left to do?

When even the smell of sweet honey toast,
Can't even get you up, even though you love it most?
When the pounding of your heart is too much?
When the soft and fluffy blanket is a thorny bush to the touch?

Have you ever seen a day
Where there's nothing left to play?
Where you look for something new
But there's nothing left to do?

Sweetie, you're bored
Go out and play!
Maybe you'll be bored
Another day