Your eyes were black like really strong coffee
Your voice was dark like bittersweet chocolate
And your lips always purple from the wine we drank before its time
Oh how we laughed
Oh we used to dream about living by the sea
Saturday was never a sadder day
And the rain stopping right before it hit the ground
The moon was calling 'last round'
Saturday was never a sadder day
Never a sadder day
Oh how we danced, stars above us
Out in the sand, should've been lovers
Now your voice is breaking like a wave
There's nothing left to save
And you're rolling out with the tide, with the tide
Saturday was never a sadder day
And the rain stopping right before it hit the ground
The moon was calling 'last round'
Saturday was never a sadder day
Was never a sadder day
Under the same sky
I will live and I will die
Under the same moon
I'll dream of you