Virginia Wing Eight Hours Don't Make A Day
Saw your face at the window
Saw you look while I waited to go
I thought that would be enough
I heard the call, I couldn't pick it up
I was sitting beside the phone, but I rather talk alone
Went to work in the morning
I returned in the evening, empty
Watching the minutes on the clock
Regretting the time that's eaten up
It's so hard to follow through
On the things you said you'd do
I made plans for the weekend
I made plans for the future, I want
I'm tired but I'm not giving in
I'm pretty tired of always listening
I'm choosing to live my life
In the way the I decide
There's no tomorrow
There's no tomorrow
Only today, only today
