Every Weekend Songtext
von Zach Seabaugh

"Slipping away through the grip of my fingertips
How in the hell have I let it turn into this
Time is a gift that we get we don′t like giving it
We're too good at causing complications

Try to make time any weekend
Hold my breath wanna hear you when you′re speaking
Hold my thoughts wanna feel the same feeling
Hope forever's never not what you're thinking
Can′t believe what I was preaching
Got an itch can′t wait till the evening
Still I try to hear you when you're speaking
Still I try to see you every weekend
Oh my oh my oh my
Sweet sweet time

Shining a light hiding through my darkest days
Figuring out feelings all feel the same
Push and a pull and we can′t seem to get away
We're too good at causing complications


Try to make time any weekend
Hold my breath wanna hear you when you′re speaking
Hold my thoughts wanna feel the same feeling
Hope forever's never not what you′re thinking
Can't believe what I was preaching
Got an itch can't wait till the evening
But still I try to hear you when you′re speaking
Still I try to see you every weekend
Oh my oh my oh my
Sweet sweet time

Oh my oh my oh my
Sweet sweet time
Oh my oh my oh my
Sweet sweet time

Try to make time any weekend
Hold my breath wanna hear you when you′re speaking
Hold my thoughts wanna feel the same feeling
Hope forever's never not what you′re thinking
Can't believe what I was preaching
Got an itch can′t wait till the evening
But still I try to hear you when you're speaking
Still I try to see you every weekend
Oh my oh my oh my
Sweet sweet time"