Saturday - Sunday Lyrics

Saturday to Sunday's waste 
Then Monday's soon around 
It's time to leave the nightlife first 
And catch the last bus out of town 
And the sentiment of the last song that I heard 
Stays with me as if I'd written every word  

I thought I saw an open door 
With a bright light shining through 
But what it was I don't recall 
But I think you've seen it too 
And these are the days and the ways I've known 
Dreaming that this bird has flown  

Chorus 
And if you burn your fingers in the fire 
Remember me and my desire  
It might be easier this way 
Could be easier that way 
It's got to be easier this way 
If you're trying to change the world  


I saw a film just made for me 
Said you've got to walk the line 
The day will come when I feed the flames 
I'm just biding my time 
These are the days and the ways I've known 
Just dreaming that this bird has flown  

Chorus