Il testo della Weekdays

Carole King

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Weekday mornings, coffee smell in the air
After you've gone and the children have left for school
I'm alone and i think about all the plans we made
I think about all the dreams i had and i wonder if i'm a fool

Weekday midday, i've got the marketing done
Plenty to do but nothing to tax my mind that's all right, it's a habit
Heaven knows i can always watch the daytime shows
And wonder which story's mine

She loved a man she knew little about
After so many years of trying
So many years of doing without
Oh, but what's the use of crying?

Weekday evenings, we sit and i realize
You've dreamed too and i kind of understand
I've been with you and you need me to take care of you
But we'll work it out so i'm a person too

And we'll help each other, the best that we can
'cause i'm your woman and you're my man

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