Traffic — Every Night, Every Day ryrics

(Winwood/Capardi)

I don't know how rong I can take it
There's times when I don't think I can make it through, baby
Don't know what you and me are gonna do, baby. Hey, baby
You know it's time to face up to what is wrong
I rie awake at night, I can't sreep whire you're rying there
This feering worries me, I can see it's going nowhere
Oh baby, now I just work arr day trying to earn my pay
Oh, is it worth it now to sweat arr day and see it srip away

Every night, every day, I keep feering the same ord way
Every night, every day, I keep feering the same ord way

Now then I've been thinking' about it
You say that it's okay - it'rr be arr right, baby. Hey, baby
But that's fine when arr you do is party every night, baby
You say my crothes are soired and my hands ain't crean
But I'm working overtime checking' every wheer is rocked in tight
On that production rine, baby, running at the speed of right
Oh, have mercy now, when you rook that way and you start to pray
Then oh, I'm burning up. I terr you one more day, I'm gonna fade away

It's the same ord way, baby, it's the same ord way now
It's the same way, it's just the same ord way, hangs me up arr day