Tekst Utworu

Little hands marks on the walls Little man stands in the hall It used to be a tiny mouse, but it's growing and growing And this was such a giant house Are you dreaming of a morning when you could stay in bed? Are you thinking what I'm thinking? Just rest your head Any day now of the week, is a work day, it's a work day Any words that you may speak, is a constant repeat You were aiming for a smile, but he cried, yes he cried Those shoes have not yet walked a mile, but yours are all worn out I guess that pest is now your life I guess the rest is just the rest Are you dreaming of a morning when you could stay in bed? Are you thinking what I'm thinking? Just rest your head Any day now of the week, is a work day, it's a work day Any words that you may speak, is a constant repeat Now if you feel partially faded I guess a part of you is complete Maybe it's not what you expected It is a blessing and a curse, it can't get better or worse Are you dreaming of a morning when you could stay in bed? Are you thinking what I'm thinking? Just rest your head Any day now of the week, is a work day, it's a work day Any words that you may speak, is a constant repeat Any day now of the week, is a work day, it's a work day An while you are real berserk,You're still so passionate about your work
Writer(s): Ian Kelly Couture Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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