Just when I lose my touch you come up and touch me njust when I can't find the words you run up and tell me nI'm off in the distance out of time out of place You always save a trace fornFriday's child, Friday's childnnAt times I drift too far from shore nYou give the lifeline to me nwhen I fight my holy war nyou tell me what it's good for nnI walk in your footsteps nwhen the road gets too wide nyou go the extra mile for Friday's child, nFriday's childnnI see it like a silver screennI see just what you're like nwhen I can't see anything nyou make the world turn my way nyou make the world turn my wayn(na na na na na na)nnI walk in your footsteps nwhen the road's hard to find nyou stand the test of time nfor Friday's child, Friday's child, nFriday's child, Friday's child, nnYou make the world turn my way, Friday's child.