Song Length |
4:01 |
Genre |
Country - Contemporary, Pop - General |
Tempo |
Slow (71 - 90) |
| |
Lyrics
Seven Days In My Heart
Here I am at mommy's house
Sunday, nine-oclock
We used to run through that front door
Now I have to knock
You'll be five on Tuesday
And though we live apart
I see you two days a week...but you're
Seven Days In My Heart
Seven Days In My Heart
When you're with me
These rooms we rent
Feel more like a home
We play some catch
Have a wrestling match
A night to call our own
We read Scuffy The Tugboat
Watch the sky grow dark
I keep this feelin' close to me...for
Seven Days In My Heart
Seven Days In My Heart
Can you understand
Why I'm not with you?
Can you understand
I miss you too?
But tonight there are things
Try as we might
That we can't shape or choose
Here we are at mommy's house
Another Sunday night
One last hug before I hear
That front door closin' tight
You'd think that I'd get used to
These quiet nights apart
But I hear that door close Sunday night
For Seven Days In My Heart
Seven Days In My Heart
(c)Handler/Oler