Lyrics:

There must be times when a man has to sit down and pray
There must be love when he thinks to himself
All he needs is just one extra day in a week
Is there something for me to realize?
There must be love at the end of the day when he sighs

Had it in the palm of my hand
When I think to myself how I lie
Had it in the palm of my hand
Seems there's always some kind of surprise
When I think about days in a week
Is there something for me to realize?
Wo-oh, had it in the palm of my hand

A long lost friend, missed your face and avoided the room
There was a time when my life didn't fit and
The silence reminds me of days in a week
Is there something for me to realize?
Wo-oh, there must be love at the end of the day when he sighs

Wo-oh-oh, had it in the palm of my hand
When I think to myself how I lie
Had it in the palm of my hand
Seems there's always some kind of surprise
When I think about days in a week
Is there something for me to realize?
Wo-oh, had it in the palm of my hand