The most beautiful street corner
Smells like coffee and beer
I smoke a cigarette
And then another four or so
Her window is always open
She can see me like this standing
She calls: Wait for me tonight
It's time to leave
I can do something better
Than such beautiful impatience
Until I have the sun looked down on
Which doesn't fill me with regret
And when I pick her up
She sits next to me and she's silent
I drive away faster than usual
Push the asphalt in front us out
Saturday
I didn't do anything that could be done later
Saturday
I saw the week that was in the water
But Saturday
Saturday
Am I freer than the rest
The city is behind us
We look at each other
It will never be the same again
We here, the world there
And I knows what she's thinking now
We can't go back anymore
Please drive on forever
Because everything, everything goes too fast
I lived slowly
In the margins of such a day
That everything is still possible but no longer necessary
I wasted my time
But I'm ready for Saturday
Saturday
I didn't do anything that was later
Saturday
I saw the week that was in the water
But Saturday
Saturday
I am freer than the rest