4:30 Friday

(Martha Davis)
(c)2008 Clean Sheets Music


Counting the hours
too wasted to move
Morning approches
but the sun's come unglued

Light burns the heartache
Night washes away
I'm consumed by dance in my head
That drinks up the pain
That drinks up the pain

Dreams on wings carry me home
Prayers are scared of what I know
Terror fades and slips away
Only to return the next day

Lost in the byways
All's cold and calm
Domain unresponsive
To my need to belong
4:30 Friday
I'm too far gone
Can't hold the picture
And I've lost the song
I've lost the song
I've lost the song