Saturdays In September

Long summer days tucked in a box Smell of rain on the sidewalk Feel of the fall in the air I love these drives to nowhere Singing la da, la da La da da da da La da da da da da Long windin' roads and gettin' lost And politics, silly jokes, talkin' just to talk About anything and man, everything And those moments of losin' our innocence And those up all night Friday nights Phone calls and all goodbyes Readin' and writin' love letters It's hard to sleep in between thinkin' 'bout you And me dreamin' of bein' together On Saturdays in September Another busy week, another lonely day Another thought of you that just won't win For Saturday And those up all night Friday nights Phone calls and all goodbyes Readin' and writin' love letters It's hard to sleep in between thinkin' 'bout you And me dreamin' of bein' together On Saturdays in September I love those Saturdays in September I can't wait to go Yeah, I never know And I just can't get enough Of those up all night Friday nights Phone calls and all goodbyes Readin' and writin' love letters It's hard to sleep in between thinkin' 'bout you And me dreamin' of bein' together On Saturdays in September I love those Saturdays And these are the days I'll remember Long summer days tucked in a box Smell of rain on the sidewalk