Mondays I sleep away. Tuesdays I lay awake. Wednesdays are the worst. Thursdays I reminisce. Friday I see your face and I can't breathe. Although the distance is daring, I sure know what it's like to be alone. I can't decide. I can't seem to make the right move. I can't predict. I can't see where its coming from. I can't seem to explain. One of us will break apart and walk the other way. But now there's no point turning back lets face the facts. Let me be the one.

Mondays I sleep away. Tuesdays I lay awake. Wednesdays are the worst. Thursdays I reminisce. Friday I see your face and I can't breathe. Although the distance is daring, I sure know what it's like to be alone. I can't decide. I can't seem to make the right move. I can't predict. I can't see where its coming from. I can't seem to explain. One of us will break apart and walk the other way. But now there's no point turning back lets face the facts. Let me be the one.