Saturday Waits

You sit in your room 
  Looking over the sea 
  You got friends over here 
  Still you're there 

  Time after time 
  You could always refer to the things 
  Refer to the things from the past 
  Shading you 

  Saturday waits 
  You'll get over it then 
  Sunday never come late 
  Always stand in the shade 
  Saturday night 
  You'll be grown up real soon 
  Trouble never complain 
  You'll be over 'til ten 

  Time after time 
  You will always be late 
  You will always feel shame 
  For your looks 
  Your feel(ing)s in a jar 
  Stored in a cupboard 
  Cupboard at yours 
  You will always feel shame 
  For your ways 

  Saturday night 
  You'll be grown up real soon 
  Trouble never complain 
  You'll be over 'til ten 
  Saturday waits 
  You'll get over it then 
  Sunday never come late 
  Always stand in the shade 

  Grandfather I want you now 
  Nothing ever waits 
  Lover I want you now 
  'Cause nothing ever waits 

  Saturday waits 
  You'll get over it then 
  Sunday never come late 
  Always stand in the shade 
  Saturday night 
  You'll be grown up real soon 
  Trouble never complain 
  You'll be over 'til ten 

  You sit in your room 
  Looking over the sea 
  You will always be late 
  Always feel shame