You waited for Saturday
You waited for my birthday
And most of us probably
Expect even less than that
And I'm glad
You're not like us
And by us
I mean everyone in the world who isn't you
All this time I thought was mine
Your proximity made
When boredom comes, it won't be long
Before I sing to you
There's nothing you can do
No, there's nothing you can say
To make the problems go away
Or to make me do the same
From the outside
Muddled dealings
Pour me out some
Bottled feeling
For a mountain
Marbled ceiling
Commence the healing
Saturday Lyrics performed by Built To Spill are property and copyright of the authors, artists and labels. You should note that Saturday Lyrics performed by Built To Spill is only provided for educational purposes only and if you like the song you should buy the CD