Today is going pretty well
But I won't cheer yet
Swell and smooth so far
But I won't hold my breath
Premature celebrations
Tend to be premature

I know a lot of words I don't use
People think I'm a bore
It's hard to understand why I have less
It's selfish to think that I deserve more
I'd be the apple of your eye I bet
If I could go without a shred of regret
Just know that baby I'm rotten to the core

Life fades in and life fades out
The same could be said for love and baby
Loving's what I'm all about
I have good days in, I have bad nights out
I'm in love with you of that I never doubt
If I could find my feet and disperse this
Awful cloud, then you could find my heart
But it's lost, of that I'm not proud

If I could try success I'd bet it tastes
Sugar sweet, I'd have my own pie
And everyone could have a piece
I suppose I never looked at it this way
My sugar queen, you can be my success
I can be your feet, you can be the ground
That holds me steady, sharing all
Our blessings the world wouldn't be ready
And they would say that we are few
And that they are the better many
But it's not a competition and
As kids we learnt not to be petty

Today was going pretty well
But I cheered to soon
I was put straight through hell
Now what am I going to do
I'll close my eyes think of better times
Of chasing success with you