Текст песни carpenters - Saturday
carpenters - Saturday слова песни
Saturday began just the same as other daysBut ended up different in many waysLove is in my world since saturdayMornin came but somehow it didnt seem the sameThe sadness of friday had somehow changedTo the happy sounds of saturdaySaturday, ever-loving saturdayI whistle to bluebirdsI tried to tell them how you brought me sunshineMy heads filled with new wordsThat sing to the sounds of happy day after friday(*) come and see the flowers of love she gave to meThe touches of laughter and harmonyTo the happy sounds of saturdaySaturday, ever-loving saturdayMy heads full of new wordsSing to the sounds of the day after fridayDay after fridayRepeat (*)Saturday, saturday, ever-loving saturday