Sad Song

What a difference a day made,
twenty four little hours.
Life never seemed so sour,
I remember when it was sweet

No care in the world.
No sensitivity much at all.
Nothings touch could make me fall,
no soreness of my feet.

Oh what a difference a day makes.
Time seems to be extinct.
There is no poison left to drink,
even the sky itself cannot cry.

Hell it must be.
I sink into the deep.
I fall into a painful sluggish sleep,
without movement i will lie.