Saturday

When I walk around

I'm walking, with my head down, I'm talking out.

Just to myself.

When I see you smile I'm thinking, on the inside I wait it out.

Might take a while.

And no, I think about all the things I'd say, I'd think about if I had my way.

I dream of you on a Saturday.

And no, I think about all the things I'd say, that you brightened up my day.

I dream of you on a Saturday.

I dream of you on a Saturday

Through the halls of wasted youth I, waste away my days waiting on you, it's all I do.

And no, I think about all the things I'd say, I'd think about if I had my way.

I dream of you on a Saturday.

And no, I think about all the things I'd say, that you brightened up my day.

I dream of you on a Saturday.

And no, I think about all the things I'd say, I'd think about if I had my way.

I dream of you on a Saturday.

And no, I think about all the things I'd say, that you brightened up my day.

I dream of you on a Saturday.

I dream of you on a Saturday I dream of you on a Saturday