Texty: Roxette. Crash! Boom! Bang!. Place Your Love.

Sunday, sick o' my tears.
Monday morning, I could've felt much better.
Tuesday, you're in my way,
I wish you would type my heart a letter.

Place your love, in my world.
It's for you, it's made for you.
I need time, a lot o' time.
To get you off my mind.
To get you off my mind.

Wednesday, nuthin's OK.
Thursday afternoon, I wish I was sleepin'.
Friday and Saturday sun,
gettin' up early but I can't get nuthin' done.

Place your love, in my world.
It's for you, it's made for you.
I need time, a lot o' time.
To get you off my mind.
To get you off my mind.

Maybe you'll come here.
Maybe you'll disappear.
Maybe the clouds I fear
will turn to flowers in the air.

These cool vibrations,
they're hitting me all the time.
You've got me diggin' and divin'
in the garden of my mind.

Friday and Saturday sun.

Place your love, in my world.
It's for you, it's made for you.
I need time, a lot o' time.
To get you off my mind.
To get you off my mind.

It's a high, to watch you fly
across the sky.
All the time.
To watch you all the time.