Holding hands they held their heads
Today might be their first day of love
Holding hands they held their heads
Today might be their first day of love

Everyone was sleeping
Clouds and stars were weeping
Silence slowly creeps in
Places with dear meaning

Have a good weakend, hmm
Have a good weakend, hmm

Lending words to mend their hearts
Today might be their first day of love
Lending words to mend their hearts
Today might be their first day of lovе

When the job is done
Evеryone is losing
Better trade your gun
Cause love labor's losing

Have a good weakend, amen
Have a good weekend, amen