These Days Nothing but Sunshine - The Clientele

These days nothing but sunshine

Stay each night for a while

But I won’t cast no shadow

Just walk out with a smile

Friday’s girl is crying

'Cause her heart won’t let her sleep

Monday’s girl is asking

What the hell’s got into me?

And I’m in the lane

Watching the birds all fly away

Baby sleep, baby sleep now

Baby sleep

And let the night come and find you

Just it happen that way

The weary ghost of the city

Has come to take your shape

Friday night to Sunday morning

Coming down so slow

I hope that you realise

You never are alone

Alone in the quiet

I guess this sounds just like goodbye

Baby sleep, baby sleep now

Baby sleep