Saturday mornings don't feel
The same
Same old home
Same old mug
Dust collects on the tv screen
I left the remote
On your recliner seat
I think about the jokes I made
Call you old
Now we'll never know
What if you're not really missing
I'd wake up and you'd be sitting
In the kitchen with your coffee
Exhaling that sicken feeling
The flowers have begun to wilt
The rose petaled floor's
A painful reminder
And maybe they were
A kind gesture
But I can't bare
To look at them anymore
Your t-shirt hangs on our door
But every morning I hope
I don't see it anymore
What if you're not really missing
I'd wake up and you'd be sitting
In the kitchen with your coffee
Exhaling that sicken feeling
What if this is just a bad dream
I'd wake up and you'd be sleeping
You'd be here
But I'm screaming at the sky
Why no why
What if this is just a bad dream
I'd wake up and you'd be sitting
In the kitchen we'd start dancing
Like a scene from a happy ending
Happy ending
Where's my happy ending
Cause Saturday mornings
Won't be the same
Nicolette - Saturday Mornings Lyrics
Nicolette - Saturday Mornings Lyrics
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Saturday mornings don't feel
The same
Same old home
Same old mug
Dust collects on the tv screen
I left the remote
On your recliner seat
I think about the jokes I made
Call you old
Now we'll never know
What if you're not really missing
I'd wake up and you'd be sitting
In the kitchen with your coffee
Exhaling that sicken feeling
The flowers have begun to wilt
The rose petaled floor's
A painful reminder
And maybe they were
A kind gesture
But I can't bare
To look at them anymore
Your t-shirt hangs on our door
But every morning I hope
I don't see it anymore
What if you're not really missing
I'd wake up and you'd be sitting
In the kitchen with your coffee
Exhaling that sicken feeling
What if this is just a bad dream
I'd wake up and you'd be sleeping
You'd be here
But I'm screaming at the sky
Why no why
What if this is just a bad dream
I'd wake up and you'd be sitting
In the kitchen we'd start dancing
Like a scene from a happy ending
Happy ending
Where's my happy ending
Cause Saturday mornings
Won't be the same
The same
Same old home
Same old mug
Dust collects on the tv screen
I left the remote
On your recliner seat
I think about the jokes I made
Call you old
Now we'll never know
What if you're not really missing
I'd wake up and you'd be sitting
In the kitchen with your coffee
Exhaling that sicken feeling
The flowers have begun to wilt
The rose petaled floor's
A painful reminder
And maybe they were
A kind gesture
But I can't bare
To look at them anymore
Your t-shirt hangs on our door
But every morning I hope
I don't see it anymore
What if you're not really missing
I'd wake up and you'd be sitting
In the kitchen with your coffee
Exhaling that sicken feeling
What if this is just a bad dream
I'd wake up and you'd be sleeping
You'd be here
But I'm screaming at the sky
Why no why
What if this is just a bad dream
I'd wake up and you'd be sitting
In the kitchen we'd start dancing
Like a scene from a happy ending
Happy ending
Where's my happy ending
Cause Saturday mornings
Won't be the same
Writer: Nicolette Eden
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