Evenings
Pieter Van Dessel
You have had it
Early mornings on repeat
Every step tied to the beat
Not to worry
You are proud but hardly vain
They are close but not the same
Let's do what we talked about
We'll take the first way out
Why sitting on the fence
This plan makes perfect sense
There's no dead end
Not a single barricade
No disturbance in our way
I am sorry
If I put you to the test
If I left too much unsaid
Let's do what we talked about
We'll take the first way out
Why sitting on the fence
This plan makes perfect sense
So many evenings
They have saved the day
So many evenings
Have saved the day