A beutiful day

Woman walking through wildflowers above a coastal village and turquoise bay

He hasn’t opened the curtains today,
The room is dark, the sky is grey.
The phone is ringing on the floor,
But he doesn’t want to talk anymore.

There’s a cup of coffee going cold,
And all the things he used to hold
Don’t seem to mean a thing tonight,
He just wants to turn off the light.

Someone tells him, “You’ll be fine,”
But those words don’t help tonight.
He knows the world keeps moving on,
He just can’t find the strength to go along.

Don’t worry,
Look at what a beautiful day.
Turn around and look around you,
Maybe things will get better tomorrow.

Don’t worry,
Look at what a beautiful day.
Turn around and look around you,
Maybe things will get better tomorrow.

He used to laugh at little things,
A summer night, the sound of rain.
Now every morning feels the same,
Another day he can’t explain.

But through the window comes the light,
A little gold against the night.
Nothing has changed, and yet somehow
It feels a little different now.

Maybe he doesn’t need the answers,
Maybe he just needs one more day.
Maybe getting through the morning
Is enough for now, anyway.

Don’t worry,
Look at what a beautiful day.
Turn around and look around you,
Maybe things will get better tomorrow.

Don’t worry,
Look at what a beautiful day.
Turn around and look around you,
Maybe things will get better tomorrow.

You don’t have to fix your whole life,
You don’t have to smile today.
Just open up the window,
Let a little light come your way.

The night can feel like forever,
But morning always finds the door.
You may not believe it right now,
But there could be something more.

Don’t worry,
Look at what a beautiful day.
Turn around and look around you,
Maybe things will get better tomorrow.

Don’t worry,
Look at what a beautiful day.
Turn around and look around you,
Maybe things will get better tomorrow.