Another Friday night in America, and everyone's made their plans to be partying hard in America, 'til the weekend slips through their hands But it's hard to laugh when you're dancing to the beat of a broken heart Another Saturday night in America; it's just like the night before Oh, you search the faces of all your friends - and what are they smiling for? 'Cause it's hard to laugh when you're dancing to the beat of a broken heart Heartaches come and heartaches go, and broken hearts still need to know that, though you may be sinking low, there is hope for a broken heart Hope for a broken heart Sunday morning in America, but it's not just another day There's a girl alone, who spent the weekend home; she's come to her church to pray Yeah, it's hard to pray when you're lonely, but there's hope for a broken heart Yeah, there's hope for a broken heart Heartaches come and heartaches go, and broken hearts still need to know that, though you may be sinking low, there is hope for a broken heart Hope for a broken Heartaches come and heartaches go, and broken hearts, they need to know that, though you may be sinking low, there is hope for a broken heart Hope for a broken heart Friday night In America Friday night In America (Fade)