Saturday To Sunday
Saturday to sunday's wast
Then monday's soon aroun
It's always time to leav
The nightlife firs
And catch the last bus out of tow
And the sentiment of the last song that I hear
Stays with me as if I'd written every wor
I thought I saw an open doo
With a bright light shining throug
But what it was I don't recal
But I think you've seen it yo
And there are the days and the ways I've know
Dreaming that this bird has flow
And if you burnt your fingers in the fir
Remember me and my desir
It might be easier this wa
If you're trying to change the worl
I saw a film just made for m
Said you've got to walk the lin
The day will come when I feed the flame
I'm just biding my tim
These are the days and the ways I've know
Dreaming that this bird has flown