Here Comes The Weekend

Here comes the weekend and there's so much to do
Here comes the weekend can I spend it with you
But you're in New York.
Maybe I'll call.

Another weekend together apart
Another weekend going back to the start
We'll be ok the time difference sucks

I could make you happy you could make me sad
I could be the best friend that you've ever had
I would give you my hand and we could both understand.

I walk the streets with my phone to my ear.
You're at a party so the line isn't clear,
Get me a drink
I'll take what you've got,
I think I heard that you have to move on,
It's not ideal on a pay as you go
Talk when we're home it would be good to see you

I could make you happy you could make me sad
I could be the best friend that you've ever had
I would give you my hand and we would both understand

You're the best friend I have
I am about to get rad
You said let's get drinks when I'm back
It's a upside down day a game of tag that I lost
Playing jokes on the hoof it would be just like you (whistle)
Here comes the weekend, together apart



Credits
Writer(s): Timothy Allan Burgess
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