In Only Seven Days
Start of my holiday.
Freedom for just one week.
Feels good to get away.
Saw her down on the beach.
I stood and watched a while,
And she looked and smiled at me.
I didn't see her.
I hoped that she'd be back tomorrow.
And then on Thursday
My luck had changed.
She stood there all alone,
I went and asked her name.
I never thought that this could happen to me
In only seven days.
It would take a hundred or more
For memories to fade.
I wish Friday would last forever.
I held her close to me.
I couldn't bear to leave her there.
Saturday, just twenty four hours.
Oh, no, I'm going back home on Sunday.
I'm so sad alone.