A Few Minutes On Friday lyrics

She kills with foreign films

The emptiness of day today

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

I'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 a seed grow

And I would pray for rain

If I thought that it would help

• Artist:Bright Eyes
• Album:A Collection of Songs Written and Recorded 1995-1997