End of the Week

At a fork in the road Given one more chance
On the cusp of love and circumstance
When you're standing still
Does it make sense
To stay here and wait for someone else

If it's out of my sight
She's out of my mind
And I'll bet your guess is as good as mine
It's the end of the week
I can hear it drone
Oh it starts again alone

Your friend was calling me again

Another week
Like an empty street
Against the world I won't compete
Summer is gone
Turned into Fall
But home's the coldest place of all

If there's somebody there
Show me a sign
Cause it seems the world has gone and died
It's the end of the week
And love is free
But it's all the same to me

Your friend was calling me again