Saturday Night

Well, all our little sweethearts
On a Saturday night,
They've got their heads
On a surprise
To make us just fine.
And all the Queen Street cowboys
Out there, standing in line,
Just sticking out the mystery
Of a Saturday night.

Well, the cancer spreads so quickly,
It left me wondering why
I have a life that's for the living.
Why do I even try?
So I stretched from east to west
And said, "I'm doing just fine."
And I slipped into the shadows
Of a Saturday night.

White smoke rising up off the coast.
Heaven surrounds me now.
And it'll be no joke now that everyone knows
You've got something to live for now.

So I slipped in through your window,
Hoping you wouldn't mind
If I wanna lay with you, baby,
Just for the night.
Who don't love a little company,
Even if it's a surprise?
When I told you and your little lovers
That you wanted to die.

But I thought as I got older,
I'd get on my feet again.

And it's hard just staying sober.
I get all mixed up again.

And I woke up in the morning,
Feeling barely alive,
And I wanna say something
That could make things all right.
Said, "Baby, if you're listening,
Won't you send me a sign?"
I know you get so lonely.
Ain't that just like her?