Tuesday

With you a Monday is a Tuesday, and then the end's not far.
I'll do my best to take your blues away, and send them somewhere far.
Yeah, I got a magic carpet, (woo!) I'll take you to the moon.
We'll grab a bottle and a blanket, we won't be back too soon.

Somehow the sky just clears up and shines for you and I.
You walk in and I just cheer up, feel like I'm ten feet high.
I got vision for the future, it's little short of a plain.
It's a handful of the groove mixed with helping who I can.