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, my name, 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




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