Fred Thomas
Wednesday Night
The same as all the burning leaves And fading anniversaries
Our new ideas conclude
The way we are and want to be
A jealous kiss exchanged between
Two different ways to lose
I dreamed of you before we met
And in my dreams I held my breath
And felt so unafraid
Fresh faces in the photobooths
Extracted each like rotten tooths
But you always remain
And if you're up on Wednesday night
Don't lock your door, leave on your light
Cos I'll be comin back again for you
Remember all the songs we played
Forget all the mistakes me made
The wasn't nothing else that we could do
From Letras Mania