| Friday's Child |
| Just when I lose my touch you come up and touch me Just when I can't find the words you run up and tell me I'm off in the distance out of time, out of place we always save a trace for Friday's Child Friday's Child At times I drift too far from shore you give the lifeline to me when I fight my holy war you tell me what it's good for I walk in your footsteps when the road gets too wide you go the extra mile for Friday's Child I see it like a silver screen I see just what you're like when I can't see anything you make the world turn my way you make the world turn my way I walk in your footsteps when the road's hard to find you stand the test of time for Friday's Child Friday's Child You make the world turn my way you make the world turn my way Friday's Child... you make the world turn my way hey.... for Friday's Child |