Another Saturday - another careless move,
Tells the world that you're thinking of what to do.
A window opens up and some one calls your name,
But I can tell you don't know how to play this game.

I know this isn't it - you'll hit your target some day.

So now your on your own, won't you come back home?
To see you're not that kind and find the strength to find the strength to find another way..

So tell me what you need and I'll accommodate,
But if too long goes by you just might be too late..
An opportunity you can't afford to waste,
So have the lines in your head first, for heaven's sake!

You hear the day beckoning, know what its all in your head..

So now your on your own, won't you come back home?
To see you're not that kind and find the strength to find the strength to find another way..