Between the Stars and Saturday Night
The alarm rings out in the
morning light Another day,
another kitchen night
Steaming sweat and plates piled high
Yeah, I watch those hours slowly
roll on by Sometimes I wake
with a floating head Thoughts of
the living and forgotten dead
Trying to shake off the fear
inside With a little bit of
courage and a whole lot of
pride
And the years keep rolling like
a river to the sea
I still wonder where they're taking
me
Between the stars and Saturday night
I'm searching for a reason in
the fading light Glass in my
hand, a dream in my soul
Trying to find the pieces that
make me whole If there's another
Earth somewhere in space Do they
fear time slipping away at the
same pace? Do they look at
the sky and ask why we're
here? Or are we all just
learning to live with the fear?
I've watched the clock and I've
watched it race Seen another wrinkle
settle on my face Forty-seven years
and they flew so fast Oh,
I'm wondering how much longer this
will last But I've got Pamela
standing by my side Through every
storm and every changing tide And
when the darkness whispers in my
ear Her sweet melody's still the
thing I hear
Between the stars and Saturday night
I'm searching for a reason in
the fading light Glass in my
hand, a dream in my soul
Trying to find the pieces that
make me whole If there's another
Earth somewhere in space Do they
fear time slipping away at the
same pace? Do they look at
the sky and ask why we're
here? Or are we all just
learning to live with the fear?
Maybe time is just a road
we walk Maybe life is more
than all this kitchen talk Maybe
every heartbeat, every single scar Is
beautiful proof we've already traveled far
And when I look up at
the midnight sky I don't need
every answer to make me feel
high 'Cause being alive is enough
for me To stand beneath the
stars and simply be
And the years keep rolling like
a river to the sea
I still wonder where they're taking
me
Between the stars and Saturday night
I'm searching for a reason in
the fading light Glass in my
hand, a dream in my soul
Trying to find the pieces that
make me whole If there's another
Earth somewhere in space Do they
fear time slipping away at the
same pace? Do they look at
the sky and ask why we're
here? Or are we all just
learning to live with the fear?