Dantol - Thursdays, Now Lyrics

I find another mirror and I look into my eyes and I'm standing at the corner of the store
Then a hand and arm reach out from way behind the fridgerator, and I soon find out that hand is yours
I know I can make it in this city but this city isn't mine without your rounds
Im sure we can use the old jean jacket as a blanket while we roll on out of town
Thursdays, now we are walking together
These days use to matter to me my darlin
Thursdays, now the flowers on your sleeve
These days I look and you're asleep yeah
Am I naive
Just trying
Your head is lying
On my shoulder, your hand is gone, beneath the right side, of the jean jacket
I'm lying, oh lord I'm lying, denying the scarlet message right in front my
Eyes, the narrow street in front of me, baby, I don't wanna say go back to those
Thursdays, now we are walking together
These days use to matter to me my darlin
Thursdays, now the flowers on your sleeve
These days I look and you're asleep yeah
Right there