[Lyric] Here Comes a Saturday (Cowboys International)

Here comes a saturday
Down the shops
And back again
Some things I recollect
Short change from friends
Who say
The story to be told
Is written upon the face
Of crowds
For every eye to see

Friday nights and the cinemas
Won’t dictate the way
I feel when
Sometimes I do recall
That with their words
They ponder aloud
Of houses
To be proud
And names
So full of history
Here comes a saturday
Here comes a saturday

If they were to ask me
Maybe I should repair
And remember
That time
Remembering that I
May have to
Wait here patiently

Now time comes looming
How would I know
What I should say
To those that look my way
With empty gestures
And the reason
I find
For turning the blind eye
It must be so
Somethings are just the end

Here comes a saturday
Here comes a saturday

These things I can reveal
Were brought from feelings
That serve to regiment the line
For working on the tyne