Corrs – Dimming Of The Day scritto da admin 18 Gennaio 2016 All in a day She saw the face in the mirror lie To her dismay She saw the child that was in her die And she cried overnight ‘Cos what she sees she doesn’t like I’m twisting (twisting) I’m turning (turning) I’m aching (aching) And it’s burning In one day In one day Just let me float Just let me drift on by (drift on by) No more, no pain I don’t have tears to cry (tears to cry) I’m twisting (twisting) I’m turning (turning) I’m aching (aching) And it’s burning In one day In one day