6:45

Well it's a white moon, December skies

The cold air makes it inside

And these street lamps, they leave no surprise

But they help me get deep into your eyes

Something about the way you dissapear

6:45 on a Saturday

Every time that train takes you away

I go blind until the next time you stay, yeah

Missed the bus another time

Keeping you away is some kind of game

He came and left a note in my hands

I wonder, does this man feel the same?

Can he feel the same way?

Something about the way you never came

6:45 on a Saturday

This time you say the train just never came

So I'll wait until the next time you stay

Well these

Blue eyes, dark nights take me away

I feel so alone inside your arms

And these

Week Days, Weak Knees leave me tired

And you're gone

Until the next time

Until the next time

March or April I always forget

Doesn't matter, spring'll never come

I sat alone on the subway again

I just want to go back home

Something about the way we ended here

6:45 on a Saturday

This train takes me deeper underground

And I'm alone, you can't call to say

Well these

Blue eyes, dark nights take me away

I feel so alone inside your arms

But these

Week Days, Weak Knees they leave me tired

And you're gone

Until the next

Blue eyes, dark nights take me away

Let me be alone inside your arms

And these

Week Days, Weak Knees they leave me tired

And you're gone

Until the next time

Until the next time

Until the next time

Blue Eyes, Dark Nights

Until the next time

Week Days, Weak Knees

Until the next