When the day is done
Down to the earth then sinks the sun
Along with everything that was lost and won
When the day is done

When the day is up
Hope so much your race will all be run
Then you find you jump the gun
Have to go back where you began
When the day is done

When the night is cold
Some get by but some get old
Just to show that life's not made of gold
When the night is cold

When the bird has flown
You got no one to call your own
You got no place to call your home
When the bird has flown

When the game's been fought
You speed the ball across the court
Lost so much sooner than you would have thought
Now the games been fought
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