Always Tonight - Catherine Feeny

I’m driving home, I think that it’s Friday

Another week is gone, how the days slip by me

And I remember when I was a child

And my parents told me how time flies

I thought it was a lie

Sitting on top of my hands, watching the world go by

Tapping my feet on the floor wondering, wondering why

Things don’t work out right, no, they never seem to work out right

But there’s always tonight, there’s always tonight

So, I’m late again, well, I hate to be early

Making you wait again

'Cause I’m thinking that surely

You don’t mind the time

Like I mind, like I mind the time

Sitting on top of my hands, watching the world go by

Tapping my feet on the floor wondering, wondering why

Things don’t work out right, no, they never seem to work out right

Oh, nothing ever works out right, no, it never ever works out right

But there’s always tonight, there’s always tonight

Lying awake, I think about tomorrow

How many miles it would take

To walk around this sorrow

Sitting on top of my hands, watching the world go by

Tapping my feet on the floor wondering, wondering

Wondering, wondering why

Sitting on top of my hands, I am sitting on top of my hands

And things don’t work out right, no, they never seem to work out right

But there’s always tonight, yeah, there’s always tonight

There’s always tonight, yeah, there’s always tonight