Saturdays (kittser's version)

Hold me in the morning Before you have to go When there's no time to wake up We'll do that on own own And yes the room feels empty But emptiness is filled With sweet antipication And winter lights so still Tell me there'll be Saturdays With nothing else to do (yeah) But sit around and talk Kiss me and I'll kiss you Tell me there'll be Saturdays With nothing else to do (yeah) But sit around and talk Kiss me and I'll kiss you Hold me in the morning Before the clock begins And slowly wake the senses With the day's first touch of skin And yes the room feels colder As I stand outside the bed But day shows no resistance Just stares at warmth ahead Tell me there'll be Saturdays With nothing else to do (yeah) But sit around and talk Kiss me and I'll kiss you Tell me there'll be Saturdays With nothing else to do (yeah) But sit around and talk Kiss me and I'll kiss you Anytime now, anytime now Just want Saturday See it all again Anytime now, anytime now Just want Saturday See it all again