Franklin Bruno Keeping The Weekend Free
You're mental miles away
Long-distance, some might say
But I can't hear you say it
Time takes its toll but you still have to pay it
Whose charges get reversed
All depends on who calls first
You hang up in anger
Why raise a fist when you can't lift a finger?
Keeping the weekend free
In the event you call
Keeping myself locked up
Letting the weekend go
Waiting for my parole
You're seven digits far
However close you are
Close to desperation
Until you called with your kind invitation
You took to me
Like an axe takes to a tree
I was felled, you followed
Some lines are occupied, some rings are hollow
Keeping the weekend free
In the event you call
Keeping myself locked up
Letting the weekend go
Waiting for my parole
