Текст: David Bowie. Hours.... Thursday's Child.

All of my life I've tried so hard
Doing my best with what I had
Nothing much happened all the same

Something about me stood apart
A whisper of hope that seemed to fail
Maybe I'm born right out of my time
Breaking my life in two

Throw me tomorrow, oh oh
Now that I really got a chance
Throw me tomorrow, oh oh
Everything's falling into place

Throw me tomorrow, oh oh
Seeing my past to let it go, yeah
Throw me tomorrow, oh oh
Only for you, I don't regret

And I was Thursday's child
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, born I was
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, born I was

Sometimes I cry my heart to sleep
Shuffling days and lonesome nights
Sometimes my courage fell to my feet

Lucky old sun is in my sky
Nothing prepared me for your smile
Lighting the darkness of my soul
Innocence in your arms

Throw me, throw me

Throw me tomorrow, oh oh
Now that I really got a chance
Throw me tomorrow, oh oh
Everything's falling into place

Throw me tomorrow, oh oh
Seeing my past to let it go, yeah
Throw me tomorrow, oh oh
Only for you, I don't regret

That I was Thursday's child
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, born I was
Thursday's child
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, born I was
Thursday's child

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, born I was
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, born I was
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, born I was
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, born I was