Dareh Meyod
Richard Joe On, Marc Roberge
Tuesday's coming, my baby
I told you Wednesday morning
It's not too late for us,
My bags aren't out the door, baby.
Don't you know life is a feeling?
But without you it's nothing
It's not too late for us,
My bags aren't out the door, baby
And I'm not going to leave you here, darling.
It's a shame you can't hear me
Scream my lungs out, believe me
The miles burn me up,
I'm living just to watch your fire, darling.
I'm headed out for the road now,
The engines hold me while sleeping.
A road might take me away,
But you're enough to bring me home, baby.
Tuesday's coming
And I'm not going to leave you here, darling.
Tuesday's coming, tuesday's coming... etc.
Seshambeh Dareh Meyod.