Daniel Bedingfield Lyrics

Album: Gotta Get Thru This

Friday Lyrics

I live in an Ice house a 

 I never do dance salsa

 I'm living in Jamaca

 I live in an Ice Breaker

 I'm living in Africa

 I never do Know where a

 Where I'm living but I'm living in a free fall

 Whenever she goes away

 Might as well be in San Jose

 'Cause I never can tell where my

 Where my heart's gonna spend it's time

 Half of me's missing

 I miss her Kissing

 I don't know nothing but I know 

 

 She's coming back on Friday 

 She's coming back on Friday

 She's coming back on Friday

 She's coming back on Friday

 

 My head is a hurricane

 My heart is a touch insane

 and my body can't sleep to dream

 And my Eyes open up to scream

 And my mouth is a thin straight line

 As I'm struggling to pass the time

 And my crime is that I'm living life without her

 And the morning soon will come

 And the days nearly almost done

 And the clock says it's half past five

 But the sun is still in the sky

 

 Disorientated

 Insatiated

 How long I've waited but I know 

 

 She's coming back on Friday 

 She's coming back on Friday

 She's coming back on Friday

 She's coming back on Friday