In a room of crooked faces 

You never wanted to replace this 

In your memory 

Now the thing that comes to your mind 

Is an awful word to describe 

A sense of peace 



It won't get better on it's own 

And it'll follow you along 

All in a day's work 

The day you went out on your own 

Is the day you should have known 

That it's all in a day's work 

All in a day's work 



In a room of crooked faces 

You never wanted to replace this 

In your memory 

Now the thing that comes to your mind 

Is an awful word to describe 

A sense of peace 



But I've given you a heart 

That I never will discard 

All in a day's work when you feel My scar 

It'll bring you next to Me 

When I was hanging from a tree 

All in a day's work 

All in a day's work 



And in the meantime 

You and I could fly 

To a place that's warm 

You'll never be alone 

All in a day's work