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!