Get Away
Give me a week to just get away
I wanna spend time in your arms each day
Boss man keeps screaming out my name
I'm tired of the same ole same ole same ole same
No, we're not in Kansas, not any more
Not since you told me to hit the door
Two hands around your very best
Ain't gonna get you off my chest
All this hard work is killing me
Wait till tomorrow to set me free
I'm gonna give you all the love I can
Don't say goodbye to this hard working man
Now, I got problems up the ying-yang
A big stack of bills I can not pay
Whatever happened to yesterday
I need some time to play
So, build a bridge, drive a van
Come on, baby, take my hand
Before we go our separate ways
Doctor says it'll be okay
North or South. East or West
The love we have is still the best
I need you. You need me
Let the whole world stop and see
Though we be far apart
You will be here in my heart
So, build a bridge. Drive a van
Come on, baby, take my hand
And, give me a week to just get away
I wanna spend time in your arms each day
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Author Notes
the old sugar factory, by supergold, chosen to compliment my lyrics.
So, thanks, supergold for the use of your picture. It goes so nicely with my lyrics.
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