RASSHU (Rush) ni tobikondeku Monday
Ki ni iranai SUUTSU (Suits) de Tuesday, Wednesday
KOPII (Copy) ni tsumadzuiteiru Thursday
Kirinuketa dake no Friday zutto
Machi tsudzuketetemo
Shiawase no MEERU (Mail)
Todoku hazu mo nai
Your Sunny Day Carry The Day
Kuchizusande
Nandaka hora karuku naru yo
Sagashite yume mite kotae dashite
Tokidoki "Ha" demo daijoubu
Eranda no wa watashi da mono
Aenai mama sugiteku Weekday
Kuuhaku ni natta manma no Saturday
Totsuzen karashi no TEL Sunday [1]
Kuchi kenka darake Bad na Holiday [1]
Nakimushi dakeredo
Namida de kono machi
Sukitootte mieru
Your Sunny Day Have A Nice Day
Afuredashite
Yume no tochuu aruite mite
Makenaide nakanaide tayoranaide
Risou o ima IMEEJI (Image) shite
Itsuka wa hora tsuyoku nareru
Makenaide nakanaide tayoranaide
Dare no sei demo nai It's Your Life
Sagashite yume mite kotae dashite
Eranda no wa watashi da mono
Your Sunny Day Carry The Day
Kuchizusande
Nandaka hora karuku naru yo
Sagashite yume mite kotae dashite
Tokidoki "Ha" demo daijoubu
Eranda no wa watashi da mono
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Monday -– dashing into the morning rush.
Tuesday, Wednesday –- in those suits I hate.
Thursday –- hassles with the photocopier.
Friday –- just did what I had to to get through.
I keep waiting all week
For an email bringing good news...
I don't expect it to arrive anytime soon.
Your sunny day, carry the day --
I sing to myself,
And somehow, wow, I feel lighter.
Searching, dreaming, coming up with an answer --
Sometimes just "Um" is OK,
Because it was my choice.
Weekdays go by, unable to see each other.
Saturday passes like a void.
On Sunday I suddenly got a call from my boyfriend -- [1]
A bad holiday spent doing nothing but arguing. [1]
I'm a crybaby,
But my tears
Make this town look transparent.
Your sunny day, have a nice day --
Even if you're in floods of tears,
Try to make your way to your dream.
Don't give in, don't cry, don't rely on other people --
Picture your ideals now...
Someday, see, you'll be stronger.
Don't give in, don't cry, don't rely on other people --
It's nobody's fault; it's your life.
Searching, dreaming, coming up with an answer --
It was my choice.
Your sunny day, carry the day,
I sing to myself,
And somehow, wow, I feel lighter.
Searching, dreaming, coming up with an answer --
Sometimes just "Um" is OK,
Because it was my choice.
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