Weekdays — Carole King

WEEKDAYS by Carole King

Weekday mornings Coffe smell in the air After you've gone and the children have left for school I'm alone and I think about all the plans we made I think about all the dreams I had And I wonder if I'm a fool

Weekday midday I've got the marketing done Plenty to do but nothing to tax my mind That's all right-it's a habit Heaven knows I can always watch the daytime shows And wonder which story's mine

SHe loved a man she knew little about After so many years of trying So amny years of doing without Oh, but what's the use of crying

Weekday evenings We sit and I realize You've dreamed too and I kind of understand I've been with you and you need me to take care of you But we'll work it out so I'm a person too And we'll help each other the best that we can Cause I'm your woman and you're my man