Saturday Sun

Saturday sun came early one morning In a sky so clear and blue Saturday sun came without warning So no one knew what to do Saturday sun brought people and faces That didn't seem much in their day But when I remembered those people and places They were really too good in their way In their way, in their way Saturday sun won't come and see me today Think about stories with reason and rhyme Circling all through your brain And think about people in their season and time Returning again and again And again, and again But Saturday's sun has turned to Sunday's rain So Sunday sat in the Saturday sun And wept for a day gone by