No sleep

I haven't slept for a week

And I'm cold

Yeah I'm so cold

She's right

I should do something with my life

But I'm old, I'm old I'm getting old



Those eyes

She said they don't recognize me

Those lips

They're never calling my name



It feels so heavy

It feels so heavy, heavy

I'm waiting for a Saturday

I'm waiting for a Saturday

And I'm too young to be old



Une fille jolie

Passait tout pres de moi

Elle arretait le temps

Au coin de St. Catherine et St. Laurent



It feels so heavy

It feels so heavy, heavy

I'm waiting for a Saturday

I'm waiting for a Saturday

And I'm too young to be old



Elle me regardait

Et elle souriait

Elle m'a fait penser a rien en ce moment

Mais comme le vent elle s'en allait

Et moi j'suis reveiller

Ouai moi j'suis reveiller



It feels so heavy

It feels so heavy, heavy

I'm waiting for a Saturday

I'm waiting for a Saturday

And I'm too young to be old



It feels so heavy

It feels so heavy, heavy

I'm waiting for a Saturday

I'm waiting for a Saturday

And I'm too young to be old




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