Saturday

I put my hair up high in that way too
My eyes look a little less like yours than I want 'em to
I pretend that people talk of me
In the same light people talked of you at 23

All along
When the turn you take is wrong
And you decide to carry on
It's the broken part of you
That I suppose is in me too
Suppose is in me too

I've got new worries that need talking through
You know, there's quite a bit of talking we could do
I guess that I was lying to myself
There's more than I had ever thought could be felt

All along
When the turn you take is wrong
And you decide to carry on
It's the broken part of you
That I suppose is in me too
Suppose is in me too

La di da da da da da da da da
La di da da da da
La di da da da da

I'll put my hair up high in that way too
In a couple days, I'll be going out to rent a suit
I've got to frame this photograph of you
For Saturday, and I don't really how I'll get through



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Writer(s): Reno Mccarthy
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