I don't give people enough
reason to laugh,
Why do you take me as a joke
on sunny days on less than sunny Sundays.
What's the rise of the sun if it doesn't  rise on hope.

I sung Christmas carols,
and got myself carried away.

Just like a Monday,
hate the feeling of starting it all again.
Waking up sometimes with no motivation inside the body.

Often I can be so choosy,
quite loosely before it's even Tuesday.
Best time for me to be so moody,
beating myself so much I love
the bruising.

Truth is, where's the religion
on a Wednesday?
Wed myself to the feeling of love
before I go slightly crazy.
If we can't wed that day,
then I can't marry you baby.

Cause come Thursday,
you know what it means to drown.
But come out of the very waters
still very thirsty.
Even if you ask for a thousand wishes,
you'll only get one just like a birthday.

So can't we be
free by Friday.
I know I've never been the
best at times.
But I'll try to rise to the occasion
and make it our high day.
Even if you hate to have your head
stuck in the clouds
Sometimes the clouds overcast pains of our eye's.

So by the time we make
it to Saturday,
The pain I have right now is making love to you in the best way.

Why promise you the world if it's
something I never had.
Can't blame the world for not everlasting,
everything we know has to meet it's end.

Just like my Weekdays and Weekends.

All coming full circle
just to spin all over again.