Words and Music written by John-Paul Zammit/Dan Karmel
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Find The Words
(J.Zammit/D.Karmel)
Been here too long, Singing all the same old songs,
Waiting for someone to call about a weekend.
Pick up the pace, Get a jump start and erase,
All those times you had to face before the weekend.
So take a word from a friend, And grab your girl and pretend,
That this will never end.
Best not be late, Everything is put in its place,
With what they say make no mistake about the weekend.
Can’t wonder why, Things here all seem to subside,
These idle times tend to arrive well past the weekend.
So take a word from a friend, Pick up your girl and pretend,
That this will never end.
Will I ever find the words, From all I’ve read and observed,
Will I know just what to say,
Will I ever find the time, To put in my dollar dime,
Tell my friend that in the end I’ll find the words.
All said and done, My emotions start to run,
Showing me what I’ve become before the weekend.
Now take a word from a friend, Pick up your girl and pretend,
That this will never end.
Will I ever find the words, From all I’ve read and observed,
Will I know just what to say,
Will I ever find the time, To put in my dollar dime,
Tell my friend that in the end I’ll find the words,
And I’ll be back with what I’ve learned, I’ll be swell sound and superb,
And I’ll know just what to say,
I’ll put in my dollar dime, And the words I’ve come to find,
Tell my friend it’s not the end I’ll find the words.
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