Not a day goes by, Not a single day But you're somewhere a part of my life And it looks like you'll stay. As the days go by, I keep thinking, "When does it end? Where 's the day I'll have started forgetting?" But I just go on Thinking and sweating And cursing and crying And turning and reaching And waking and dying And no, Not a day goes by, Not a blessed day. But you're still somewhere part of my life And you won't go away. So there's hell to pay. And until I die I'll die day after day After day after day After day after day After day Till the days go by Till the days go by Till the days go by