Close to Saturday again
I'm trying to get back on my feet
Tied as if by a string
Pulls me in and pushes me away
I reach my hands out to it
He's surely somewhere out there
Leaves from the trees sleep on the ground
I'll take one of them to sleep with me
I put my hair up in a bun
At home they used to say about me
Today peace is catching up to me
He's surely somewhere out there
Leaves from the trees sleep on the ground
I'll take one of them to sleep with me
Leaves from the trees sleep on the ground
I'll take one of them to sleep with me