Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song A Few Minutes on Friday, artist - Bright Eyes. Date of issue: 19.01.1998
Song language: English
A Few Minutes on Friday |
| She kills, with foreign films |
| The emptiness of day to day |
| And I wait until the weekend comes |
| So I can clear this uselessness from my brain |
| I count the days until she arrives |
| Those precious minutes when she is mine |
| As we walk from my front door to her car |
| We’re so close and alone |
| But that will disappear |
| In a room filled with the warmth of others… |
| Of others' company |
| There’s just too much company |
| There’s just too much company |
| So I hide my wounded pride |
| And stare off into the other cars |
| If I could just speak the words |
| To tell her exactly how I feel |
| I count the ways that I might say it But I know that none of them will work |
| Because she won’t feel the same |
| We’ve got this far |
| But I can’t go through with it Because the truth would hurt too much |
| It hurts too much |
| This hurts too much |
| She goes back to the west coast |
| To drink in the sunshine |
| And I will stay here in these dead plains |
| And try to make this seed grow |
| And I would pray for rain |
| If I thought that it would help |