One Week Down

One week down
You're eight hours in the future
This room stands emptier than it ever has before
There's another month, standing now between us
You've been beckoned home so far away

One week down
There's a distant voice somewhere
That I try to catch to say I don't feel so good
There's an eye that can't see all the sorrow
There's a smile that I am scared to betray

Absence makes the heart grow heavy
Distance makes the day go slow
The days are passing by too steady
Til' you return to this home

There's a speaker somewhere blasting New York Catcher
The Dull Weekend won't ever sound as true
The summer passes by the bedroom window
Not seen beyond the tree that blocks the view

Absence makes the heart grow heavy
Distance makes the day go slow
The days are passing by too steady
Til' you return to this home

Absence makes the heart grow heavy
Distance makes the day go slow
The days are passing by too steady
Til' you return to this home