Saturdays In September (The JaneDear Girls)

Long summer days tucked in a box Smell of rain on the sidewalk Feel of the fall in the air I love these drives to nowhere Singing la da, la da, la da da da da, la da da da da da Long, winding roads and gettin' lost And politics, silly jokes, talkin' just to talk About anything and, man, everything And those moments of losing our innocence And those up all night Friday nights, phone calls and our goodbyes Reading and writing love letters It's hard to sleep in between thinking 'bout you And me dreaming of being together on Saturdays (Saturdays) in September Another busy week, another lonely day Another thought of you that just won't win (just won't win) For Saturday And those up all night Friday nights, phone calls and our goodbyes Reading and writing love letters It's hard to sleep in between thinking 'bout you And me dreaming of being together on Saturdays (Saturdays) in September I love those Saturdays (Saturdays) in September I can't wait to go (yeah I never know) and I just can't get enough Of those up all night Friday nights, phone calls and our goodbyes Reading and writing love letters It's hard to sleep in between thinking 'bout you And me dreaming of being together on Saturdays (Saturdays) in September I love those Saturdays (Saturdays) in September And these are the days I'll remember Long summer days tucked in a box Smell of rain on the sidewalk