It’s my journey, so I guess I’ll take it slow
This is my routine life
Seeping in from head to toe
Drinking a cup of hot milk before I go to bed
There’s no reflection on the surface
I guess it tastes good, but I can’t care less
Drink it up, put it down, and call it a day
Don’t know why, but I just don’t have the might
Ah, that’s right
Now I don’t have to keep up the fight, just hang loose
But I’m left without clues of what I should do
To find what should be my life
It seemed easy enough to take it nice and slow
Should I dance or should I sleep?
I’m always desperate to know
A fair share of toils helped my soul to grow
But I don’t need them now for my seeds to bloom and glow
Living day to day, and going to and fro
This is my routine life
Seeping in from head to toe
These troubled days remind me of when you were by my side
That face of yours, it springs to my mind
I’m filling up with questions, one that’s sticking out: What would you be doing to just make it through?
Silly me! I was naive enough
Thought that I’m not the type to get caught in the rough
When my seeds land on somewhere that’s jejune and all out of tune
It’s withering up my mind
There’s no need for me to take it nice and slow
Is it morning? Is it evening?
Well, I never seem to know
If I stay this way just going with the flow
Any time, my routine life will be leading me to roam
All covered up and cozy in my blanket
I let my toes peek out a bit and find that
It’s still a bit too chilly, pull them back immediately
This is my life
My looping routine life
It’s my journey, so I guess I’ll take it slow
I could dance away or sleep away these sweet days of my own
Let’s go see whatever’s over there to show
This is my routine life
Seeping in from head to toe
This is my routine life
Seeping in from head to toe
