a one week wonder
                                    no glass left to break
                                    no storm left to pass
                                    no baggage to pack
to leave all the rest
and coming to rest
your head on my chest
          a day spend in doubt
          but a night full of drinks
          I'm better than you think
          and stronger than you thought
I'll see you around
when the next week comes
and we're alone again
we'll seal our confusion
with this lousy connection