Weekend
Wake me up in the morning
Outside the city waits
Money from my friends brought me here
Money from my friends brought me here
But it didn’t bring me to you
That was you
Wake me up with kisses in morning
Lazy breakfast, bacon and eggs
Seeing the city, having drinks in the day
The money that I borrowed took me away
But it didn’t bring me to you
That was you
You’re an outlaw when the light cuts through the curtain
Our hotel room in a mess
But the city is forgiving; your mind is blank
Hour-long showers and calls from friends
But it didn’t bring me to you
That was you