Every day i wake up and it's sunday
whatever's in my eye won't go away
the radio is playing all the usual
and what's a wonderwall anyway
Because the inside is outside
the right side's on the left side
cause i'm writing to reach you
i may never reach you
i want to teach you, about you, but that's not you
It's good to no that you are home for christmas
it's good to know that you are doing well
it's good to know that you're no longer hurting
it's good to know i'm feeling
Because my inside in outside
the right side's on the left side
cause i'm writing to reach you
i may never reach you
i want to teach you, about you, but that's not you
to know it's true, but that won't do
Maybe then tomorrow will be monday
and whatever's in my eye should go away
still the radio keeps playing all the usual
and what's a wonderwall anyway
Because the inside
because my inside in outside
the right side's on the left side
cause i'm writing to reach you
i may never reach you
i want to teach you, about you, but that's not you
to know it's true, but that won't do