Buck Storm - Wandering Lyrics

Baby hold on till Monday
Then I promise we'll be gone
Just push through Saturday and Sunday
These black old nights can seem so long

The night is falling I can hear those mission bells
They're kicking all the broken parts of me
Baby hold on till Monday
Then I'll get that check and we'll be free

And the rain looks good
When it's crawling up your windshield
Ninety miles an hour man will save you every time
Those truck stop lights ain't bright enough to find you
It's a broken line
Man it's wandering

The night is falling I can hear those mission bells
They're kicking all the broken parts of me
Baby hold on till Monday
Then the man's gonna throw that switch and set me free

And the rain looks good
When it's crawling up your windshield
Ninety miles an hour man will save you every time
Those truck stop lights ain't bright enough to find you
It's a broken line
Man it's wandering