while you're waiting for the weekend

i'll be waiting for my day back home



well i guess your right

when your dreams are just as good as mine ever were

so yeah maybe you'll watch me fall



and now i got this far without your face

im leaving lines that you cant trace

now we're golden

your face wont hold a place

and whats left you cant erase

and now we're golden



well i guess your right

when your dreams were are just as good as mine were now werent they good

your gone

your mind

alone

and im wondering



with my habits hard to break and

im staring at my faith

and now im golden

while your holding on to nothing

im singing for something

and now im golden



while your waiting for the weekend

i'll be waiting for my day back home



back home wish you could

back home i wish you werent so wrong!

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