Most Days
by Joyce Melton
Most days I can hold my own,
Most days I'm not alone.
Some days I'm sick and tired
Of missing you.
Most nights I can sleep all right,
Most nights when the moon is bright.
Some nights I'm tense and wired
From missing you.
Sunday night is not too bad,
Monday night I might feel glad,
Tuesday, Wednesday nights may pass
Without missing you.
Thursday night I'm not too sure
Friday night the pain is pure
Saturday I just might crash
'Cause of missing you.
Most nights I can sleep all right,
Most nights when the moon is bright,
Some nights I can't sleep at all
'Cause I'm missing you.
Most days I can hold my own,
Most days I'm not alone.
Some days I may slip and fall,
'Cause I'm missing you.
Most nights I can sleep all right,
Most nights when the moon is bright,
Some nights I can't sleep at all
'Cause I'm missing you.
But some nights I can't sleep at all
'Cause I'm missing you.
Mmm, hmm...Missing you...
'Cause I'm missing you...