Saturday Round About Sunday

Look into my face You'll surely find no trace Of violence Stare at me for hours I'm sure you'll feel The power of silence Because it's Saturday Roundabout Sunday And I'm tired! Because it's Saturday Roundabout Sunday And I'm tired! Was it the wine we never tasted Or the time we surely wasted Just talking Instead of all those endless plans We should have just been Holding hands - just walkin' Because it's Saturday Roundabout Sunday And I'm tired! Because it's Saturday Roundabout Sunday And I'm tired! Take away the flowers Close the door behind you Don't look back I'll while away the hours Thinking of the weight You've taking off ma back Because it's Saturday Roundabout Sunday And I'm tired! Because it's Saturday Roundabout Sunday And I'm tired!