Friday
With every stone I bump in our road
I feel I move a step further off
For a long time I felt so weak as reaching the end of the weeks
Now spring doesn't smell the way it used to
Can't find the comfort in the sun heat
Promise me on Monday you'll be holding my hand
Promise me I'll still be your man
I feel I move a step further off
For a long time I felt so weak as reaching the end of the weeks
Now spring doesn't smell the way it used to
Can't find the comfort in the sun heat
Promise me on Monday you'll be holding my hand
Promise me I'll still be your man
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Writer(s): David Bustamante Calaf
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