Saturday to sunday's waste Then monday's soon around It's always time to leave The nightlife first And catch the last bus out of town And the sentiment of the last song that I heard Stays with me as if I'd written every word I thought I saw an open door With a bright light shining through But what it was I don't recall But I think you've seen it yoo And there are the days and the ways I've known Dreaming that this bird has flown And if you burnt your fingers in the fire Remember me and my desire It might be easier this way If you're trying to change the world I saw a film just made for me Said you've got to walk the line The day will come when I feed the flames I'm just biding my time These are the days and the ways I've known Dreaming that this bird has flown
