We`ve been told to live our lives Just working on a feeling Waiting for the sun to shine on what We do believe in In every man I hear the cry of someone else A drowning man reaching out But no-one hears I know a man living out his life Without a reason And he says...
Monday`s got a beautiful baby And Wednesday`s child can never win Little Saturday will work till he`s crazy But Friday`s child was born to give
Now what about all the unborn people that will suffer At the hands of Mr. Right Who cares about no other I see a mother who lets her children use her up I know a father to sacrifices his wayward son I wonder What you give that someone else is needing nothing Next to nothing
Monday`s got a beautiful baby And Wednesday`s child can never win Little Saturday will work till he`s crazy But Friday`s child was born to give
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