Always Tonight

Feeny Catherine

I'm driving home 
I think that it's Friday 
Another week is gone 
How the days slip by me 

I remember when I was a child 
And my parents told me how time flies 
I thought it was a lie 

Sitting on top of my hands 
Watching the world go by 
Tapping my feet on the floor 
Wondering, wondering why 
Things don't work out right 
No they never seem to work out right 
But there's always tonight 
There's always tonight 

So, I'm late again 
I hate to be early 
Making you wait again 
Cause I'm thinking that surely 
You don't mind the time 
Like I mind, like I mind the time 

Sitting on top of my hands 
Watching the world go by 
Tapping my feet on the floor 
Wondering, wondering why 
Things don't work out right 
No they never seem to work out right 
Nothing ever works out right 
No it never ever works out right 
But there's always tonight 
There's always tonight 

Lying awake 
I think about tomorrow 
How many miles it would take 
To walk around this sorrow 

Sitting on top of my hands 
Watching the world go by 
Tapping my feet on the floor 
Wondering, wondering why 
Sitting on top of my hands 
I am sitting on top of my hands 
And things don't work out right 
No they never seem to work out right 
But there's always tonight