Weekdays — текст песни (Carole King)

WEEKDAYS
by Carole King

Weekday mornings
Coffe smell in the air
After you`ve gone and the children have
left for school
I`m alone and I think about all the plans
we made
I think about all the dreams I had
And I wonder if I`m a fool

Weekday midday
I`ve got the marketing done
Plenty to do but nothing to tax my mind
That`s all right-it`s a habit
Heaven knows I can always watch the
daytime shows
And wonder which story`s mine

SHe loved a man she knew little about
After so many years of trying
So amny years of doing without
Oh, but what`s the use of crying

Weekday evenings
We sit and I realize
You`ve dreamed too and I kind of understand
I`ve been with you and you need me to
take care of you
But we`ll work it out so I`m a person too
And we`ll help each other the best that we can
Cause I`m your woman and you`re my man