Saturday - Sunday

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