Lyrics

It?s The Weekends That I Wait Through (c)
By B. McDermott


Verse1

I never pass a street corner without thinking we met there

And there?s our favorite old park bench on the corner by the square

Yesterday?s only, maybe two months or more

But time stands still, I don?t even shut my door


Chorus

Seems like you?re always on my mind
And everything about you is so fine

2

Thursday night is going fast and Friday?s on the way

I used to think that weekends, yes were worth the waiting for

But now they?re just plain lonely days, I don?t care anymore

Movies, parks, and restaurants, they soon become a boor


Chorus

3

I just met a fellow sitting next to me on the stool

He said not to worry that I?d only be a fool

He says he understands, that he?s been through it too,

But I notice all he plays are songs so sad and blue

Chorus