Some weeks all things seem to go wrong You lose your keys, at lunch you bite your tongue Everything slips out of your hands At work you soldier on
I don't mind to see you this way All the clouds around your head are grey 'Cause I know they'll part when the weekend starts And trouble will disappear
Forgetting things can create a mess And for you it's hard not to confess Plates do break You make mistakes But still you soldier on
I don't mind to see you this way All the clouds around your head are grey 'Cause I know they'll part when the weekend starts And trouble will disappear
But we'll never surrender Together we carry on And if it makes you feel better Every day I'll write you a song
I don't mind to see you this way All the clouds around your head are grey 'Cause I know they'll part when the weekend starts And trouble will disappear
I don't mind to see you this way All the clouds around your head are grey 'Cause I know they'll part when the weekend starts And tears will disappear
Compositor: Alex Maria Johan Callier (Fred A Stairs) ECAD: Obra #15299546 Fonograma #17367937