Saturday sun came early one morning In a sky so clear and blue Saturday sun came without warning So no-one knew what to do
Saturday sun brought people and faces That didn’t seem much in their day But when I remembered those people and places They were really too good in their way
In their way In their way Saturday sun won’t come and see me today
Think about stories with reason and rhyme Circling through your brain And think about people in their season and time Returning again and again
And again And again
But Saturday’s sun has turned to Sunday’s rain So Sunday sat in the Saturday sun
and wept for a day gone byTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
