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• Artiste: Kid Lightning
• Titre: Barely Out of Tuesday
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I woke up Wednesday morning Staring at the ceiling And hoping for deliverance From the distances in you. And this room feels like an oven Somewhere south of nowhere, and north of nothing. And I'm barely out of Tuesday, I've seen 7 hours of Wednesday, So I guess I've got regrets. What's the point of this pretending? Trying so hard to remember Things you try hard to forget. Well if you see her standing there Down by the sea With a hat over her eyes That look for anyone but me. And if you see me coming back, Turn me away. What's the point of all this talking? There's nothing left to say. She kept me at a distance. 52 weeks later, I'm still the same. Now I'm lying in my basement Slowly running out of patience And hoping for the phone to ring. And I'm barely out of Tuesday, I've seen 16 hours of Wednesday, So I guess I've got regrets. What's the use in this pretending? Trying so hard to remember Things you easily forget. But if you see her standing there Just let her be. With a smile in her eyes That look for anyone but me. And if you see me coming back Turn me away. Everybody tries to go back Somewhere, someday. And I'm barely out of Tuesday, and I've seen enough of Wednesday, to know I've got regrets.