Wednesday, February 20, 2008

Waiting for Wednesday

Just a little Wednesday poem/ song courtesy of Lisa Loeb, my favourite rainy
day artist. As I am currently driving a rental car, I have the glorious luxury of
a CD player in which I am currently playing all my faves. If you know the song then you
can appreciate the melancholy tone.

Waiting for Wednesday, my stomach doesn't hurt enough,
pain always is the sign.
Waiting for Wednesday, no proof of mine exists,
so l don't have to take it back.

Don't want to show you good-bye,
show you good-bye.
show you good-bye.
show you good-bye.

But you're waiting for Wednesday.
Waiting for Wednesday.
Waiting for Wednesday, I pray you'll put me on the spot.
I do believe you, that you'll love me that you'll leave me.

What will I do when you come near to me?
you'll put me on the spot.
You've been doing this a long, long time,
not that you're better than me,
but that you do it a lot.

Now I'm waiting for Wednesday,
waiting for Wednesday,
waiting for Wednesday,
waiting for Wednesday.

I'm gonna show you good-bye,
show you good-bye,
show you good-bye,
show you good-bye.

Now I'm waiting for Wednesday,
you're back from out of town,
the West is dry, your mind is clear,
and I don't want to be here,
I don't want to be here,
I don't want to be here,
to show you good-bye.

and I'm waiting for Wednesday,
waiting for Wednesday,
to show you good-bye.

By Lisa Loeb