Dan Miraldi - Every Day of the Week

Every Day of the Week

She could take or leave me and she don’t understand

I am at her command

She speaks in colors - shades so diverse

My head spins in reverse

In reverse

Sick summer sadness how could she know

As I am watching her go

Fall back together in a sped up refrain

She can play any the game – any game

And I'm falling for her fast I am falling for her

I know it won’t last I am falling for her

Every day of the week

The memory plays on repeat

And in that moment she tastes so refined

Fresh fruit off the vine

Curse like a child who never is heard

I take her at her word – at her word

See the river running water

It isn’t soothing just gets hotter

I come untied and I would give anything

Anything to stay

Every day of the week