Blue On A Black Weekend
hen tomorrow comes yesterday you need a sixth
sense
When the ground don't swallow you up there's such a silence
Doesn't need anybody to mess you up
Doesn't need anybody to kiss you
It doesn't mean
That they don't really miss you
they do, don't you, it's true
When you're feeling
Blue on a black weekend
Come see me when you need a friend
Blue on a black weekend
Your'e not heavy. It's only gravity that's pulling
Burn your telly 'cause it's to blame for all your brooding