I stopped to talk to my friend
He said he messed up again
Said he don't wanna be here
Don't know how to leave
And he talked about how
He would bush, beat around
Just add to his mess
While nothing changed
Everyday is another ride
Everyday is a chance to fly
So get up, get on with life
And ride, ride
Everyday last week she
Would drink herself to sleep
Said she don't wanna be here
But she don't wanna leave
And then right around noon
She'd still be up in her room
Trying to think her way out
Of an unlocked door
Everyday is another ride
Everyday is a chance to fly
So get up, get on with life
And ride, ride
Don't know where to begin
Here it comes again
Can I pause and just
Start things over?
Leave the fortunate sun
Get another one
That's right on time
Everyday is another ride
Everyday is a chance to fly
So get up, get down that line
And ride, ride
