The Weight of the World - Roxette

Sunday morning
I'm still hiding in bed
Listening to the rhythm of the rain above my head
And all that I have said
I sure saved a lot for you
But what could I do?
If I'd been talking to the wall
It wouldn't make any difference to you
That's the art of being you

I think I carry the weight of the world
Sometimes you lose
The weight of the world
Sometimes you cry

I kiss your smile
I wish you'd stay the night
I put my arms around your golden head and turn out the light
Oh I love to watch your eyes
When I make love to you
Wait little world
Sometimes you lose

The weight of the world
Sometimes you cry
Sometimes you cry