Wait until the weekend comes |
| Wait until the weekend comes |
| Then we'll have what time it takes |
| To sort it out |
| To see it through |
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| Wait until the weekend comes |
| Sundays always change your mind |
| And make you laugh about me and you |
| |
| Hold me now |
| Really don't want you to go |
| Really don't want you to go |
| And I'm so afraid |
| |
| Hold me now |
| Really don't want you to know |
| Really don't want you to know |
| That I'm so afraid |
| |
| Wait until the summer comes |
| Sunshine looks so good on you |
| We'll catch the tide and start anew |
| |
| Hold me now |
| Really don't want you to go |
| Really don't want you to go |
| And I'm so afraid |
| |
| Hold me now |
| Really don't want you to know |
| Really don't want you to know |
| That I'm so afraid |
| |
| Wait until the rainbow ends |
| Then we'll find our pot of gold |
| Lovers, friends, just growin' old |
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| So wait until the weekend comes and goes |
| Wait until the weekend comes and goes |
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Maria Christian
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