Fine for a while we were happy 'til it died
Fate shook the reins from the hands of my [bad word] 
Seven story signs written in a simple language

Turned into stone all the people they had known
Lost on their way through a world of blank expression
No one made the time everybody had their reasons

So now another weekend starts with that longing feeling
I'd hoped that you might feel it too

Winding my way through the plans I never made
Don't step aside I was hoping you might help me
Save me once again from this dreadful sinking feeling

So now another weekend starts with that longing feeling
I'd hoped that you might feel it too

Feel it too