Tim Burgess – Here Comes The Weekend

Lyrics Here Comes The Weekend – Tim Burgess

Here comes the weekend and there’s so much to do
Here comes the weekend, can I spend it with you
When you’re in New York
And maybe I’ll call

Another weekend together apart
Another weekend going back to the start
We’ll be okay
The time difference sucks

I could make you happy, you could make me sad
I could be the best friend that you’ve ever had
I will give you my hands
And we could both understand

I walk the streets with my phone to my ear
You’re at a party so the line isn’t clear
Get me a drink
I’ll take what you’ve got

I think it hurt that you had to move on
It’s not ideal on a pay-as-you-go
Talk when we’re home
It would be good to see you

I could make you happy, you could make me sad
I could be the best friend that you’ve ever had
I will give you my hands
And we could both understand

You’re the best friend I have
I’m about to get bread
You said Let’s get drinks when I’m back
It’s an upside-down day
A game of tag that I lost
Playing jokes on the hills
It would be just like you

Here come the weekend, together apart, together apart
Here come the weekend, together apart, together apart
Here come the weekend, together apart, together apart
Here come the weekend, together apart, together apart…

Written by Tim Burgess
Album: Typical Music
Produced by Daniel O’Sullivan
Tim Burgess | 2022