lyrics
Wish it was Saturday
You've got the day off then,
We could be out of the town,
Dinner with your friends,
So I'll water the plants and tidy our room,
For when you come home;
Watching TV, Friday morning,
Coffee and my mind on your name,
Feeling like a dog waiting for you.
Cos I can see you stepping out the car and
I'll open the door before you get that far
I just want to make these Fridays worth the pain,
You coming home is worth the wait.
Pretty sure it's not pathetic,
It's just I can't leave the house without you.
And I'm certain I'm not alone here,
As I fall asleep on the sofa at 3pm.
Freezing over Friday evening,
Craving that smile when you see me,
Praying that you're always thinking my name.
Cos I can see you stepping out the car and
I'll open the door before you get that far
I just want to make these Fridays worth the pain,
You coming home is worth the wait.
It's been three days, and I finally got the news:
My house is a mess that I made just for you.
And now you're out there on your own without a clue.
And I wish I fixed that door that would never shut in winter long ago.
And the cracks in the ceiling that I placed buckets below.
I wanted a house for both of us but I never made myself a home.
It took three years to build this shell but I'm still broken and alone.
Still broken and alone,
Still broken and alone.
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credits
from
Ship, Sailing,
released March 30, 2020
Originally released January 15, 2016
Music and lyrics: Alex Tuck
Vocals, guitars and bass: Alex Tuck
Drums: Dan Lucas
Recorded and mixed by Dan Lucas at Anchor Baby Recordings, Folkestone, May 2015.
Mastered by Alex Tuck, November 2019
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