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