It was on a Friday that I fell in love
It was in the A.M. that he fell from above
And made my life that much greater but later on
We may be too tired to sing our song
So now, I sing, loud and proud
Projections of love to an apathetic crowd
It’s loud, synonymous to the rumbles of an ****
My earth shakes every time he comes around
Making beautiful use of that heavenly sound
But when he comes around, the whole world stops and stands still
As if they are watching a butterfly on a window sill
It’s mad ill ‘cuz they want what we’ve got
Like flames to the fire, we keep it hot
Worry not ‘cuz it’s all about my baby and me
Yeah, it was a Friday morning that we were both set free
