Weekends Are Not My Happy Days Prāta Vētra

I'm grateful to see
That you were listening to me
Weekends come and go away
Weekends are not my happy days
But who is to blame
My days and me - they are the same

I'm looking for words at the top of the mountain
To tell you my friend that we reached the end
Things are so different - a little insane
They will be us and maybe the sad rain

I'm grateful to see
That you were cheating me
Say something - take a chance
I'm talking but words they make no sense
But who is to blame
My days and me - they are the same

I'm looking for words at the top of the mountain
To tell you my friend that we reached the end
Things are so different - a little insane
They will be us and maybe the sad rain

The sky will be our movie
Popcorn is no longer fun
Coke we'll drink at home
We're going to watch the setting sun