Tuesday Songtext
von mary in the junkyard

Widen my horizons, please
There′s so much I don't know about this land
Talk to myself to no reply
Open my eyes, please
I feel like an alien here
Breathing from a separate hole
Close my eyes and see myself
High above the city

I haven′t got used to it yet
The cosmos curled up in bed
An object of desire, the city burns
She looks at me, my head turns
On the tip of my tongue, a thousand words
And I read them aloud to her


I haven't got used to it yet
Life on Earth as I know it
See us set ourselves on fire, the city burns
She looks at me, my head turns
On the tip of my tongue, a thousand words
And I read them aloud to her

I made something of myself
I was meant for something else
I made something of myself
I was meant for somewhere else

Hm, I feel like an alien here
Breathing from a separate hole
Close my eyes and see myself
High above the city
Hmm-hmm, hmm


I'm always waiting for it
Something borrowed, something blue
But I am that something blue
When I am kept away from you
And he said get out of my way
And that destroyed the Tuesday
I′m always waiting for it
When I′m getting close to you and
I'm always waiting for it
Something borrowed, something blue
But I am that something blue
When I am getting close mm-mm
He said get out of my way
And that destroyed the Tuesday
I′m always waiting for it
When I'm getting close to you and
I′m always waiting for it
Something borrowed, something blue
But I am that something blue
When I am kept away from you
He said get out of my way
And that destroyed the Tuesday
I'm always waiting for it
When I′m getting close to you and
I'm always wait-