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 flow - 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 - I'm turning
In one day
In one day