Manic Street Preachers - This is the day

You didn't^C wake up this morning cause you ^Amdidn't go to bed. You were ^Dwatching the whites of your ^Feyes turn red. ^CThe calendar ^Amon your wall is ^Dticking the ^Fdays off. You've ^Cbeen reading some ^Amold letters, You ^Dsmile and you think how ^Fmuch you've changed, And^C all the money ^Amin the world ^D couldn't ^Fbring back those ^Cdays.

^CYou pull back the ^Ecurtains, and the^F sun burns into your ^Deyes, ^CYou watch a plane ^Eflying, ^Facross a clear blue ^Dsky. ^CThis is the ^Amday your ^Dlife will surely ^Fchange. ^CThis is the ^Amday when ^Dthings fall into ^Fplace.

^CYou could've done ^Amanything, ^Dif you'd ^Fwanted And ^Call your friends and ^Amfamily ^Dthink that you're ^Flucky, But the ^Cside of you they'll ^Amnever see Is when you're ^Dleft alone with the ^Fmemories That ^Chold your ^Amlife together, ^Dtoge^Fther like g^Clue.

^CYou pull back the ^Ecurtains, and the^F sun burns into your ^Deyes, ^CYou watch a plane ^Eflying, ^Facross a clear blue ^Dsky. ^CThis is the ^Amday your ^Dlife will surely ^Fchange. ^CThis is the ^Amday when ^Dthings fall into ^Fplace. ^CThis is the ^Amday your ^Dlife will surely ^Fchange. ^CThis is the ^Amday when ^Dthings fall into ^Fplace. ^CThis is the ^Amday, ^{D F C}This is the ^Amday. ^{D F} C