wake up love »it’s too early, i’m not ready for today »i know my bags are packedbut that don’t mean that i want to leaveyou are so pretty in that blue dresswe bought downtownlast night was perfectso we took pictures just in caseif we grow old and can’t rememberour own namesat least we can look back atthe best night of our lives here’s to yesterdayso won’t youcome a little closerwe’ve got about another hour before the big jet planesails me away to that awful cityit’s pouring rain from the pitch black skybut you’re still so prettylovely little smiles from the corner of my eyei’ll miss those the most ms. saturday smileif i promise you sunshinebottle caps, broken shoelace tiedfake shapes in irridescent lightcold clothes and the dryer’s closednew love on an old dirt roadsand castles in the winter’s snowflying kites when the wind won’t blowsave a little of that seat for meyour sweater cost money, but your love is freedon’t worry kid, i know it’s not earlyi’ll close all the blinds we can sleep through sundaywe’ll make this last ’cause we can and it just feels right