Saint Albums - Lost in the Weekend

Never saw your face, but I recognize you
Never heard your voice, but I know your song
Never knew my place, but I belong
Never made a mistake, boy was I wrong
I was wrong
Never touched your skin, but I feel you there
Never knew your eyes or lips, or the color of your hair
Never met your family, but I know your name
Never lit a match for you, but I'm burning in your flame
Burning in your flame
Got home before the storm, but I'm all wet
I'm dead before you're born, it's like we never met
I'm back home from the store with my cigarettes
And I'm barely out the door with my regrets
My regrets
Lost in the weekend, gotta get home tonight
Lost in the crowd, missed the last flight
Lost on vacation, I see your face
Got a feeling we might get to know this place
We're gonna get to know this place
We're gonna get to know this place

Written by:
Benjamin Campbell

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