SH (March 17,1971 / Edmonds, Washington)

Maybe Friday

Wait - I want you to let me
If I could relive it and save the words for something more
Should - you ever forget me
It's hard to forgive a dream that I went looking for
I soar - and I ride - and I could add it up to hold it down inside
I soar - and I ride - but how did you miss the best of me?
How did you miss the best of me?
And when you're done - in bed alone again - you finger in -
You're finger in your mind...until it pays enough...just leave it 'cause
Tomorrow, maybe Friday will be bright... it's not just me.. it's not just me

Bored - and quite demeaning
Thought it relentless, unfulfilled, wont waste your time
Torn - from who I just wont be
Quick to beleive it slower to mention... it's right... it's right... it's right
I soar - and I ride - and I could forget it so I'm not here by myself tonight
I soar - and I ride - what will I think when the day breaks?
What will I think when the day breaks?
And when you're done - in bed alone again - you finger in -
Your finger in your mind... until it pays enough... just leave it 'cause
Tomorrow, maybe Friday will be bright... it's not just me... it's not just me

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