Five days a week, I make all the ends meet

Five days a week I do everything that’s expected of me

But when I get home and we’re all alone

I think about how we can make it

And how I can never let go

 

          Wide awake, my mistake

          The hours slip away from me

 

Once in a while, I feel like a child

Who finally reaches the last day of school before summer arrives

Two days a week, I follow my dream

And work up the strength to somehow get through

Those five days a week

 

          Wide awake, my mistake

          The hours slip away from me

 

Numbers shine bright

Adding up, counting down

Too tired to play the waiting game

Pull the shades, drift away

 

          Wide awake, my mistake

          The hours slip away from me