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 (dreaming, dreaming, dreaming, dreaming)
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 (dreaming, dreaming, dreaming)
I dream of you on a Saturday (dreaming, dreaming, dreaming, dreaming, dreaming)
(Dreaming, dreaming, dreaming) I dream of you on a Saturday



Credits
Writer(s): Mich Hansen, Engelina Larsen, Mark H. Quashie, Erick A. Morillo, Thomas Troelsen
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