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