once a day, every day, i remember the times, the times that were perfect, the times that were great. back in the day when you thought to yourself. it cant get any better then this, hanging out with the guys, or seeing your girl that you miss, even if you dont get a kiss, the times being with your whole family on the holidays. those were the times when everything was perfect. y cant it be perfect any more? i miss those days of pure happiness. once a day, every day, i take time to myself, say to myself, this is another day to make a difference.