Tuesday's Children
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Tuesday’s children
We’re falling short of time
Let’s hope we never fall short of love
Memories linger like the fog on the sea
Keeping me out of touch with my reality
Nothing could ever mean as much to me
As Tuesday’s children
Sometimes I feel like I’m falling short of myself
Who I am
What I choose to be
Most of the time Tuesday’s children
Brings it all back and down to me
These people
These friends of ours
Let's put them on another day
Just leave me Tuesday’s children
I can face the world my own way
Times like these make me wish
Everyday was a Tuesday
Tuesday’s children
You’ve been so good to me
Tuesday’s Children
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