Got a reason to go on, even as we speak Stretching out like a safety net, while I fall off the cliff of the week Thirty six hundred of them, if you're lucky, womb to tomb Still, I've never seen a Saturday that ever came too soon
Saturday, I got up just in time to hit the sack I've thrown away some hours that I wouldn't want back Waste not want not, will I ever see the light Or is it haste makes waste, which one is right
Old enough now to see how time can fly Lost too many days in the blink of a tired eye Mention Monday morning and I'm overcome with gloom Can't remember a Saturday that ever came too soon Drained out hours of effort in a week that wouldn't stop Splashed around like a foolish kid in a day filled to the top I have known some moments to last a thousand years Tried to think fast as a week blew past and dusted me with fear
Time expands, time contracts, it drags until it flies Hours last minutes then last hours, no time to wonder why If I could grab hold of the hands of time, if I could steer my fate I'd fix it so Saturday would never come too late
Throw the clock out the window again, I know time will fly Keep thinking my watch has stopped, Friday night's on my mind Somehow while the hours drag on, years go blurring past ???Cause I've never known a Saturday to lastTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
