Weekend Getaways
Oh, tell me that you love me if you love me still
Oh, say you'll look after me if you care about me still
Tell me that the weight on the chest will disappear when daylight is back

Dear God, what should I do to break this salty solitude?

The heat is back in town and the nights are red again
The music flows through our streets like the blood in the youngsters
They won't have to get away no more, look, that's all they ever needed

Dear God, what should I do to break this despised peace?

Distractions are just distractions
The weekend whims are only weekend whims

I missed those times so much, kisses on the bridge
While our sheets are spread on hills, we keep sniping at cranes
And once we dive our souls away, we'll never be adults again

The ships announce last call to the next weekend's escape people
When the ice melts into the courts, we'll sail in boats until they order to stop