Saturdays go by so much quicker than the time when my dreams were gold,   theres nothing else to do,   I lay on my back,   watch the sky,   slowly turn the page      All those times I wait,   theres nothing that I wouldn't do,   but I can't help you,   I'm making up my mind,   I gunna move on,   watch my life slowly turn the page,   and theres nothing that wouldn't rather do,   I know I care,   and I can't get by,   and I trust,   that I won't cave in,   when my time is up,   I'll go      ...and I can't breathe, and I can't breathe, and I can't breathe anymore(x4)      and I trust,   that I won't cave in,   and when my time is served,   I'll go      and there's nothing that I wouldn't rather do,   than to stay here,   and let it pass by