Friday's Child - Will Young

We've been told to live our lives just workin' on the feelin'

Waitin' for the sun to shine on what we do believe in

In every man I hear the cry of someone else

A drownin' man reachin' out but no one hears

I know a man livin' out his life without a reason

And he says

Monday's got a beautiful baby

And Wednesday's child can never win

Little Saturday will work till he's crazy

But Friday's child, he was born to give

Now what about all the unborn people that will suffer

At the hands of Mr. Right who cares about no other

I see a mother who lets her children use her up

I know a father who just sacrificed his wayward son

I wonder what you give that someone else is needin'

Next to nothin'

Monday's got a beautiful baby

Wednesday's child can never win

Little Saturday will work till he's crazy

But Friday's child, he was born to give

Monday's got a beautiful baby

Wednesday's child can never win

Little Saturday will work till he's crazy

But Friday's child, this here you say

Monday's got a beautiful baby

Wednesday's child can never win

Little Saturday will work till he's crazy

But Friday's child

He was Friday's child

He was Friday's child

Friday's child

Friday's child