Saturday Night Sunday Morning - Thelma Houston

Were fooled by first impressions

They’re not always true

You thought that I was made out of ice

But I caught on fire with you

I sparkled for a moment

Then I flickered out

I couldn’t feel the flame any more

But darlin I’m feelin it no

Took such a long time to convince me

You could fill that empty space

But Saturday night is shining

On my Sunday morning face

Saturday night is shining

On my Sunday morning face

Sunlight is streaming

Thru the open window

While you’re dreaming in my arms

Took such a long time to convince me

You could fill that empty space

But Saturday night is shining

On my Sunday morning face

Saturday night is shining

This is the real thing

Look at me beaming with love

Saturday night is shining

On my Sunday morning face