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