Saturday

Saturday
 I watched you fly away
 Across the empty sky
 I turned around and waved goodbye
 And now it's me alone
 It's just an empty home
 That's on an empty street
 In a town that always sleeps
 And a blind man in the darkness knows no difference
 But I have grown accustomed to the colors that you bring
 I check the dial tone
 On the telephone
 But when I try to speak
 The reception gets so weak
 I took an hour's drive
 Into the countryside
 The sky was bright and clear
 But it was cold without you here
 And my mind is turning back before I knew you
 And the numbness was the only thing I'd ever really known
 And I was home
 Long ago, I was happy by myself
 Long ago, it was me and no one else
 Long ago, and then I saw your face
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 I got a photograph
 Beneath a sheet of glass
 Inside a cherry frame
 But it is never quite the same
 It's just a memory
 A spot in history
 But that's no good to me
 When I am living here and now
 Oh, I've tried to make my peace with all the silence
 I have tried to patch the cracks, I've got my finger in the dam
 And I've tried to find contentment in seclusion
 But I will never really smile till the day that you return
 Till you return