Lyrics and Music by Andrew Luttrell
© 2005 Echoeseven Music LTD, (BMI) Andrew Luttrell
All Rights Reserved
You are learning to remember all the things you ever got, but you
Also seem to have forgotten your car at the hospital lot.
Your weekend signs are crossing
With the lights of your weekday life
When the streets of the waterfront are living tonight
Well an old friend once told me, "How it seems our time can fly
And if you are not careful, it might just up and pass you right by."
Your weekend signs are crossing
With the lights of your weekday life
When the streets of the waterfront are living tonight
Yes it seems to me like your face was the last, the very last thing that I saw
But then again ten years in a prison ain't no time at all.
Your weekend signs are crossing
With the lights of your weekday life
When the streets of the waterfront are living tonight
Your weekend signs are crossing
With the lights of your weekday life
When the streets of the waterfront are living tonight
