six oclock i hear the paper banging up against my door used to be a sound id wait for but i cant take it i cant take it i cant take it anymore cause when i look at it i mean on every page i mean that every picture is a picture of your face night and day night and day i cant seem to find a way night and day night and day i cant seem to find a way to get you off my mind get you off my mind get you off my my my my my my mind turn the radio up in the morning just to turn my blues around somethings changed here without warning theres only one sound the sound of a kick drum four on the floor you dont need to know how to sing anymore the sound of your voice the sound of your laugh the sound of you telling me that this will never last night and day night and day i cant seem to find a way night and day night and day i cant seem to find a way night and day night and day i cant seem to find a way to get you off my mind get you off my mind get you off my my my my my my mind get you off my mind get you off my mind get you off my my my my my my mind night and day night and day i cant seem to find a way night and day night and day i cant seem to find a way night and day night and day i cant seem to find a way to get you off my mind get you off my mind get you off my my my my my my mind get you off my mind get you off my mind get you off my my my my my my mind