Sometimes a day goes by
One whole entire day
When I don't think of her
Twenty-four hours pass
I look around and find
That I haven't thought of her

Not even when I'm somewhere
We used to go
Not even if there's someone
We used to know

It's hardly everyday
It's most unu-usual
In fact I can't remember when
But sometimes a day goes by
When I don't think of her
'Til morning comes and then
There she is again

Somtimes a day goes by
When I don't think of her
'Til morning comes and then
There she is again
There she is agai-ain.