It's getting late, way too late
I'm lying in bed, waiting for your call
Even though, I know I'm waiting for nothing
Saturday night, you held me close
Told me you'd never let go
Sunday mornin' arrived and washed away yesterday
And I'm still waiting, for you
Still waiting for that Saturday to come back around
Waiting for Saturday, waiting for you
You told me I was yours
I guess you meant until someone better came along.