Another Day Lyrics
| Song | Another Day |
| Artist | Sting |
| Album | If You Love Somebody Set Them Free |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Lyrics：Sting Music：Sting | |
| Every day that goes by | |
| A new hungry baby starts to cry | |
| Born astride a painful grave | |
| Drowned in hunger's tidal wave | |
| Pick a child that you can save | |
| It'd be the only one | |
| If Africa escapes starvation | |
| Not only food but education | |
| The desert grows with every minute | |
| Trapping everybody in it | |
| All the children look the same | |
| They wonder why they came | |
| But it's hard to tell the poison from the cure | |
| It's harder still to know the reason why, why, why | |
| The only thing I really know for sure | |
| Is that another day, another day's gone by | |
| Every day that goes by | |
| A brand new missile points towards the sky | |
| We're survivors of a game of chance | |
| Beneath an arms race avalanche | |
| If you survive this winter's cold | |
| You'd be the only one | |
| If we escape annihilation | |
| Not only hope but education | |
| The world is ruled by Bellophiles | |
| Adding to their weapon piles | |
| Imagine what your taxes buy | |
| We hardly ever try | |
| But it's hard to tell the poison from the cure | |
| It's harder still to know the reason why, why, why | |
| The only thing I really know for sure | |
| Is that another day, another day's gone by, bye,bye | |
| That this too solid flesh | |
| Would melt and resolve into a dew | |
| Suffocating lassitude | |
| Drowning in my platitude | |
| Trapped by insecurities | |
| I'm not the only one | |
| If I survive this dislocation | |
| Have to use my education | |
| Chief of inactivity | |
| Wasted creativity | |
| Distances our revolution | |
| Silence is consent | |
| But it's hard to tell the poison from the cure | |
| It's harder still to know the reason why, why, why | |
| The only thing I really know for sure | |
| Is that another day, another day's gone by |
| Lyrics: Sting Music: Sting | |
| Every day that goes by | |
| A new hungry baby starts to cry | |
| Born astride a painful grave | |
| Drowned in hunger' s tidal wave | |
| Pick a child that you can save | |
| It' d be the only one | |
| If Africa escapes starvation | |
| Not only food but education | |
| The desert grows with every minute | |
| Trapping everybody in it | |
| All the children look the same | |
| They wonder why they came | |
| But it' s hard to tell the poison from the cure | |
| It' s harder still to know the reason why, why, why | |
| The only thing I really know for sure | |
| Is that another day, another day' s gone by | |
| Every day that goes by | |
| A brand new missile points towards the sky | |
| We' re survivors of a game of chance | |
| Beneath an arms race avalanche | |
| If you survive this winter' s cold | |
| You' d be the only one | |
| If we escape annihilation | |
| Not only hope but education | |
| The world is ruled by Bellophiles | |
| Adding to their weapon piles | |
| Imagine what your taxes buy | |
| We hardly ever try | |
| But it' s hard to tell the poison from the cure | |
| It' s harder still to know the reason why, why, why | |
| The only thing I really know for sure | |
| Is that another day, another day' s gone by, bye, bye | |
| That this too solid flesh | |
| Would melt and resolve into a dew | |
| Suffocating lassitude | |
| Drowning in my platitude | |
| Trapped by insecurities | |
| I' m not the only one | |
| If I survive this dislocation | |
| Have to use my education | |
| Chief of inactivity | |
| Wasted creativity | |
| Distances our revolution | |
| Silence is consent | |
| But it' s hard to tell the poison from the cure | |
| It' s harder still to know the reason why, why, why | |
| The only thing I really know for sure | |
| Is that another day, another day' s gone by |
| Lyrics: Sting Music: Sting | |
| Every day that goes by | |
| A new hungry baby starts to cry | |
| Born astride a painful grave | |
| Drowned in hunger' s tidal wave | |
| Pick a child that you can save | |
| It' d be the only one | |
| If Africa escapes starvation | |
| Not only food but education | |
| The desert grows with every minute | |
| Trapping everybody in it | |
| All the children look the same | |
| They wonder why they came | |
| But it' s hard to tell the poison from the cure | |
| It' s harder still to know the reason why, why, why | |
| The only thing I really know for sure | |
| Is that another day, another day' s gone by | |
| Every day that goes by | |
| A brand new missile points towards the sky | |
| We' re survivors of a game of chance | |
| Beneath an arms race avalanche | |
| If you survive this winter' s cold | |
| You' d be the only one | |
| If we escape annihilation | |
| Not only hope but education | |
| The world is ruled by Bellophiles | |
| Adding to their weapon piles | |
| Imagine what your taxes buy | |
| We hardly ever try | |
| But it' s hard to tell the poison from the cure | |
| It' s harder still to know the reason why, why, why | |
| The only thing I really know for sure | |
| Is that another day, another day' s gone by, bye, bye | |
| That this too solid flesh | |
| Would melt and resolve into a dew | |
| Suffocating lassitude | |
| Drowning in my platitude | |
| Trapped by insecurities | |
| I' m not the only one | |
| If I survive this dislocation | |
| Have to use my education | |
| Chief of inactivity | |
| Wasted creativity | |
| Distances our revolution | |
| Silence is consent | |
| But it' s hard to tell the poison from the cure | |
| It' s harder still to know the reason why, why, why | |
| The only thing I really know for sure | |
| Is that another day, another day' s gone by |
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