Tuesday Night
Life gets busy
So I like to slow it down
By thinking of something
Just put it on in the background
And lately, I've been
Hoping for a pause, a moment
Cause I found a good distraction
I'm waiting for the next red light
So I can daydream bout that Tuesday night
People are talking to me
But scenes are playing on repeat
My mind's somewhere gone
And it feels like floating, spinning, on
And on
And on
And on
And
Catch me working
But staring off into the distance
Remembering your kiss
No there's no harm in reminiscing
Have to focus
But it's fun to miss the moment
Cause I found a good distraction...
I'm waiting for the next red light
So I can daydream bout that Tuesday night
People are talking to me
But scenes are playing on repeat
My mind's somewhere gone
And it feels like floating, spinning, on
And on
And on
And on
And
I can't be fucked to work tonight
Cause I've got love scenes playing on my mind
I've got some emails to read
But that night's taking up the full screen
I hope the subway stops for hours
And I'm out and my phone suddenly dies
And everybody cancels plans
And all I have's you on my mind
I might take a sick day just to dream
About the way you felt on me
Go to every party in the city
Stay for fifteen and leave to think
My mind's somewhere gone
And it feels like floating, spinning, on
And on
And on
And on
And
So I like to slow it down
By thinking of something
Just put it on in the background
And lately, I've been
Hoping for a pause, a moment
Cause I found a good distraction
I'm waiting for the next red light
So I can daydream bout that Tuesday night
People are talking to me
But scenes are playing on repeat
My mind's somewhere gone
And it feels like floating, spinning, on
And on
And on
And on
And
Catch me working
But staring off into the distance
Remembering your kiss
No there's no harm in reminiscing
Have to focus
But it's fun to miss the moment
Cause I found a good distraction...
I'm waiting for the next red light
So I can daydream bout that Tuesday night
People are talking to me
But scenes are playing on repeat
My mind's somewhere gone
And it feels like floating, spinning, on
And on
And on
And on
And
I can't be fucked to work tonight
Cause I've got love scenes playing on my mind
I've got some emails to read
But that night's taking up the full screen
I hope the subway stops for hours
And I'm out and my phone suddenly dies
And everybody cancels plans
And all I have's you on my mind
I might take a sick day just to dream
About the way you felt on me
Go to every party in the city
Stay for fifteen and leave to think
My mind's somewhere gone
And it feels like floating, spinning, on
And on
And on
And on
And
Credits
Writer(s): Andrea Popova
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