Weekend from Golden by Bellhouse

WEEKEND

Monday I am full of hope, the best is yet to come.
Tuesday's tickin' off the time to get the do-list done.
Wednesday is the longest day, the longest day by far.
Thursday finds me fading fast, Friday crying in my car.

I want a weekend, I want a day to call my own.
I want a weekend, I want to stay with you at home.
I want a minute, an hour, in my PJs, no shower.
I want a weekend, I want a weekend.

Saturday looks limitless until we see the list.
One more check-off and another mess, the day is over and I've had no rest.
Sunday feels like half a day, the week ahead looms large.
Caught up in ambition leaves no time to recharge.

I want a weekend, I want a day to call my own.
I want a weekend, I want to stay with you at home.
I want a minute, an hour, in my PJs, no shower.
I want a weekend, I want a weekend.

Workin' 8 to 4 and then you work a little longer.
Give and give some more, what doesn't kill you makes you stronger.
Working 4 to 12 and then to sleep to find relief.
I don't want to be stronger, I just want to breathe.
I want a weekend, I want a weekend.

Wanna go? No! Can you come? No! Will you do? No!
I want a weekend.

• Pop
• home recording
• indie pop
• indiepop
• singer-songwriter
• synthpop
• Mercer