Ooh
Monday always comes too soon
Hold me in your arms I want to feel something true
Find me in my hiding space
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 okay, it's all a lie
Take my cloudy skies away, I don't want to die
I'm drifting to sleep in the back of the bus you see
The weekends gone, you threw me here
Caught in your headlights, oh dear
This is my, suicide
Sayonara
Wednesday, I'm stuck in the middle
Baby could you show me the way?
I'm lost in your riddle
I saw in your picture book, I saw myself there
Drifting lost in outer space without a care
Oh, I
I'm drifting to sleep in the back of the bus you see
The weekends gone, you threw me here
Caught in your headlights, oh dear
Monday, Tuesday, my heart feels so broken
Wednesday, I'm tired
my head is in the clouds
On Thursday, your light shines
I see you there
Friday we're 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 breaks
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, you threw me here
Caught in your headlights, oh dear
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