August 3, 2010 by Abode Camp in The Corrs

All In A Day


All in a day she saw the face in the mirror lie
To her dismay she saw the child that was in her die
And she cried all the night
‘Cause what she sees, she doesn’t like

I’m twisting twisting
I’m turning turning
I’m aching aching
And it’s burning in one day
In one day

Just let me float, just let me drift on by drift on by
No more, no pain, I don’t have tears to cry tears to cry

I’m twisting twisting
I’m turning turning
I’m aching aching
And it’s burning in one day
In one day

I’m twisting, I’m turning
In one day, in one day n one day
In one day, in one day n one day, yeah
In one day, in one day n one day






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