Days of Light — текст песни (Roger Daltrey)

(Gerard McMahon,Roger Daltrey)
В© 1992 Geffen Again Music/Bac Mac Music, BMI.

Fridays waiting at the gates of heaven
The weekend starts at seven
We get forty-eight hours of fun

For five days working on the line
For five days
Time to change the look on my face
I`m waiting for the starter`s gun

Maybe feeling tired
Maybe feeling empty
Maybe living on your own

You know �round about seven on a
Friday night
Forget about your worries gonna be alright
Everybody`s heading for those days of light
Hot and heavy night`s of true love ways
Tomorrow these will be the good old days
Everybody`s working for those days of light

Mondays waiting for the week to start up
Back to work and feeling hard up
Things gonna change some day

So dream on everybody`s free to dream on
Work hard love well live long
There`s really not a better way

So live it all you can
Even when it hurts you
Got to give it all you`re got
And know

Everybody`s putting on a braver face
Everyone`s running in the same race
Everybody`s working for those days of light
Everyone`s looking for the same release
Everybody`s hoping for a mind of peace
Everyone`s working for those days of light

�Round about seven on a Friday night
Forget about your worries gonna be alright
Everybody`s working for those days of light
Hot and heavy nights of true love ways
Tomorrow these will be the good old days
Everybody`s heading for those days of light
Everybody`s putting on a braver face
We`re all running in the same race
Everybody`s working got to keep on
Working for those
Days of light…