Clouds

A. Callier
Some weeks all things seem to go wrong
You lose your keys, at lunch you bite your tongue
Everything slips out of your hands
At work you soldier on

I don't mind to see you this way
All the clouds around your head are grey
'Cause I know they'll part when the weekend starts
And trouble will disappear

Forgetting things can create a mess
And for you it's hard not to confess
Plates do break
You make mistakes
But still you soldier on

I don't mind to see you this way
All the clouds around your head are grey
'Cause I know they'll part when the weekend starts
And trouble will disappear

But we'll never surrender
Together we carry on
And if it makes you feel better
Every day I'll write you a song

I don't mind to see you this way
All the clouds around your head are grey
'Cause I know they'll part when the weekend starts
And trouble will disappear

I don't mind to see you this way
All the clouds around your head are grey
'Cause I know they'll part when the weekend starts
And tears will disappear