No sleep
I haven't slept for a week
And I'm cold
Yeah, I'm so coldShe's right
I should do something with my life
But I'm old, I'm old
I'm getting oldThose eyes
She said they don't recognize me
Those lips
They're never calling my name, my name, my nameIt 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 oldUne fille jolie
Passait tout pres de moi
Elle arretait le temps
Au coin de St. Catherine et St. LaurentIt 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 oldElle 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 reveillerIt feels so heavy
It feels so heavy, heavy
I'm waiting for a Saturday
I'm waiting for a SaturdayIt 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