Friday's Child

We've been told to live our lives

Just working on a feeling

Waiting for the sun on what

We do believe in

I'm every man

I hear the cry of someone else

A drowning man reaching out

But no-one hears

I know a man living out his life

Without a reason

And he says...

[01:10.81]Monday's got a beautiful baby

[01:15.68]And Wednesday's child can never win

[01:21.67]Little Saturday will work till he's crazy

[01:27.14]But Friday's child was born to give

Now what about all the unborn people that will suffer

At the hands of Mr. Right

Who cares about no other

I see a mother who lets her children use her up

I know a father who sacrifices his wayward son

I wonder

What you give that someone else is needing nothing

Next to nothing