Monday left me broken.
Tuesday I was through with hoping.
Wednesday my empty arms were open.
Thursday waiting for love, waiting for love.
Bang the stars it's Friday.
I'm burning like a fire gone wild on Saturday.
Guess I won't be coming church on Sunday.
I'll be waiting for love, waiting for love.
Tuesday I was through with hoping.
Wednesday my empty arms were open.
Thursday waiting for love, waiting for love.
Bang the stars it's Friday.
I'm burning like a fire gone wild on Saturday.
Guess I won't be coming church on Sunday.
I'll be waiting for love, waiting for love.