End of the Week
Love's Journey: A Melodic Tale of Distance and Reunion
Lyrics
Well we drive, and we listen to the same ten sons on repeat
Driving together, repeatedly listening to the same ten songs out of convenience, not necessarily preference.
It's not that we even like them that much we're just too lazy to change the CD
Not particularly fond of the songs; inertia or laziness prevents changing the CD.
And as I sing along to the songs you try not to fall asleep
Singing along as the listener struggles to stay awake.
And your green-speckled eyes that shine bright in the night
Describing the partner's eyes as green-speckled, shining brightly in the night.
Start flicking shut, as your eyelids grow weak
Partner's eyes closing as they grow tired.
It's Sunday, the evening has come and you know what that means
It's Sunday evening, marking the end of their time together; referencing parting like parting the Red Sea.
My time with you is up and now it's time for me to part the Red Sea
The speaker has to leave and drive a long distance back home.
And as I drive the million miles back to my house I can't help but think
Reflecting on the comforting moments and warmth shared with the partner.
About your comforting arms that we're keeping me warm
Reference to the partner's arms keeping the speaker warm while they were sleeping.
While we were passed out babe, between your sheets
Thinking about those moments while driving home.
Most nights, the hours are long and I'm hanging out with just me
Most nights are spent alone, reminiscing about the partner and their unique features.
Ingrained in my brain is your smile and that little chip on your teeth
The partner's smile and a distinctive chip in their teeth are memorable.
An when you touch the back of my neck my hairs stand up like trees
The touch of the partner makes the speaker's hairs stand up; a sensory memory.
And your ring-covered hands will make me feel it again
The physical sensation is rekindled by memories of the partner's hands adorned with rings.
When I see you babe, at the end of the week
Anticipation of reuniting with the partner at the end of the week.
These days I've got a thousand things that I have to do
Busy with many tasks but everything reminds the speaker of missing the partner.
But every single thing that I do just reminds me of how much I miss you
An acknowledgment that the partner completes the speaker.
Nothing ever gets done anymore but I've never felt more complete
Despite the busyness, a sense of completeness because the partner is always there.
Because no matter what happens on the days I am flattened
Regardless of challenges, the partner remains a constant support.
You'll still be there babe, at the end of the week
Reiteration of being together at the end of the week.
Now it's friday, and I drive with the same ten songs on repeat
It's Friday, repeating the same songs on the drive, now with pictures of the partner on the dashboard.
My dashboard is filled up with pictures of you and me
Dashboard filled with pictures symbolizing the closeness to the partner.
And every mile I get closer to you my heart moves more quickly
Feeling the excitement and acceleration of the heart as the speaker gets closer to the partner.
And when I get to you there will be nothing to do
Upon reaching the partner, the primary focus is on holding them tightly.
Besides hold you tightly, between your sheets
Recalling the warmth shared between the sheets.
And no matter what happens on the days where we're flattened
Reaffirmation of staying together through challenges.
We'll still be together babe
Expressing the enduring bond and commitment to being together.
At the end of the week
Reiteration of being together at the end of the week.
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