Friday's Child

Just when I lose my touch

You come up and touch me

Just when I can't find the words

You run up and tell me

I'm off in the distance

Out of time, out of place

We always save a trace

For Friday's child

Friday's child

At times I drift too far from shore

You give the lifeline to me

When I fight my holy war

You tell me what it's good for

I walk in your footsteps

When the road gets too wide

You go the extra mile

For Friday's child

Friday's child, Friday's child

I see it like a silver screen

I see just what you're like

When I can't see anything

You make the world turn my way

You make the world turn my way

La-la-la, la-la-la

La-la-la, la-la-la

I walk in your footsteps

When the road's hard to find

You stand the test of time

For Friday's child

Friday's child, Friday's child

Friday's child, Friday's child

(Friday's child)

You make the world turn my way

Friday's child

(Friday's child)

You make the world turn my way

Friday's child

(Friday's child)

You make the world turn my way

Hey, Friday's child

(Friday's child)

You make the world turn my way, hey

Friday's child

(Friday's child)

You make the world turn my way

Friday's child

Friday's child