Monday always comes too soon hold me in your arms I want to feel something true Find me in my hiding place At the back of the bus Drifting lost in outer space Collecting dust Oh I Oh I
Tuesday, staying up all night I think I might of caught a chill, a serious fright When I say it’s all ok, it’s all a lie Take my cloudy skies away, I don’t want to die
Im Drifting to sleep in the back of the bus you see. The weekend came it through me here, Caught in your headlights oh dear.
This is my, suicide. Sayonara,
Wednesday, I’m stuck in the middle Maybe could you show me the way? I’m lost in your riddle. I saw in your picture book, I found my self there. Drifting lost in outer space without a care Oh I Oh I
I’m drifting to sleep in the back of the bus you see The weekends gone, caught in your headlights oh dear
Monday, and Tuesday, my heart feels so broken On Wednesday, I ’m tired; my head is in the clouds On Thursday, your light shines; I see you there On Friday were together and everything’s a pear Friday, that’s where you are there.
Painted a picture of your pretty face I hung it on my wall I climbed the highest mountaintop Stood ten stories tall
Friday my hearts it beats. Gazed a million miles into outer space Friday everything finds it’s place That’s where you are there
I’m drifting to sleep in the back of the bus you see The weekends gone, caught in your headlights oh dear