Текст Reba McEntire – Every Other Weekend

Reba:
Every other Friday
It’s toys and clothes and backpacks
Is everybody in

Kenny:
Every other weekend
Very few exceptions
I pick up the love we made in both my arms
It’s movies on the sofa, grilled cheese and cut the crust off
«That’s not the way mom makes it, daddy,» breaks my heart
I miss everything I use to have with her again
Every other weekend

Kenny:
I cant tell her I love her

Reba:
I can’t tell him I love him

Both:
‘Cause there’s too many questions and ears in the car

Reba:
So I don’t tell him I miss him

Kenny:
I don’t tell her I need her

Both:
She’s(He’s) over me, that’s where we are

Kenny:
So we’re as close as we might ever be again
Every other weekend

Reba:
Every other Saturday
First thing in the morning
I turn the TV on to make the quiet go away
I know why, but I don’t know why
We ever let this happen
Fallin’ for forever was a big mistake
There’s so much not to do and all day not to do with him
Every other weekend

Kenny:
Every other Sunday
I empty out my backseat
While my children hug their mother
In the parking lot
We don’t touch,
We don’t talk much,
Maybe goodbye to each other
As she drives away with every piece of heart I got,
I reconvince myself we did the right thing,
Every other weekend

Kenny:
I can’t tell her I love her

Reba:
I can’t tell him I love him

Both:
‘Cause there’s too many questions and ears in the car

Reba:
So I don’t tell him I miss him

Kenny:
I don’t tell her I need her

Both:
She’s (He’s) over me that’s where we are
We’re as close as we might ever be again
Every other weekend

Kenny:
Yeah, for fifteen minutes,
We’re a family again

Reba:
God, I wish that he was still with me again

Kenny:
Every other weekend