Friday's Child Lyrics - Singles - Matthews Wendy

Just when I lose my touch 

You come up and touch me 

Just when I can't find the words 

You run up and tell me 

I'm off in the distance, out of time, out of place 

You always save a trace for 

Friday's child, Friday's child 

At times I drift too far from shore 

You get the life line to me 

When I fight my holy war 

You tell me what it's good for 

I walk in your footsteps when the road gets too wild 

You go the extra mile for 

Friday's child, Friday's child 

I see it like a silver screen 

You see just what you like 

When I can't see anything 

You make the world turn my way 

You make the world turn my way 

I walk in your footsteps 

The road's hard to find 

You stand the test of time 

for Friday's child