كلمات Workday

Little hand mark on the wall Little man stands in the hall It used to be a tiny mouse, but it’s growing and growing And this was such a giant house Are you dreaming of a morning when you could stay in bed? Are you thinking what I’m thinking? Just rest your head Any day now of the week, is a workday; it’s a workday Any word that you may speak, is on constant repeat You were aiming for a smile, but he cried, yes he cried Those shoes have not yet walked a mile, but yours are all worn out I guess that pest is now your life I guess the rest is just the rest Are you dreaming of a morning when you could stay in bed? Are you thinking what I’m thinking? Just rest your head Any day now of the week, is a workday; it’s a workday Any word that you may speak, is on constant repeat Now if you feel partially faded I guess a part of you is complete Maybe it’s not what you expected It is a blessing and a curse; you’re bewildered and immersed Are you dreaming of a morning when you could stay in bed? Are you thinking what I’m thinking? Just rest your head Any day now of the week, is a workday; it’s a workday Any word that you may speak, is on constant repeat Everyday you work for free, there’s no union for a mommy An although he drives you crazy, you’re so passionate about your work