Paroles et musique : The Corrs

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
No more, no more pain
I don't have 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
 
I'm twisting - (twisting)
I'm turning - (turning)
I'm aching - (aching)
And it's burning
In one day, in one day