[00:00.000] 作曲 : Elvie Shane/Doug Johnson/Adam Wood
[00:33.721]I can be a Wild West dust wind
[00:35.963]Blowing through the weekend
[00:37.714]Get a little hell-bent, going off the deep end
[00:40.967]Baby, you’re a godsend when you calm the storm
[00:47.215]A rowdy out-all-nighter, running through the fire
[00:50.963]Gas in a shot glass, sparking up a lighter
[00:54.215]But you fight through the flames and love me more
[00:58.720]
[01:00.215]Girl, your angels and my demons
[01:03.015]They just seem to get along
[01:06.462]We found something to believe in
[01:09.969]Where my darkness meets your dawn
[01:12.964]Thank God your stained glass
[01:15.215]And my neon go together like they do
[01:20.721]When Saturday night me runs into Sunday morning you
[01:26.712]
[01:33.714]You dig your heels in deep when you stand your ground
[01:37.220]You can take the heat, girl, you don’t back down
[01:40.714]You could snatch my soul right out the devil’s hands
[01:45.219]
[01:46.971]Girl, your angels and my demons
[01:49.712]They just seem to get along
[01:53.472]We found something to believe in
[01:56.468]Where my darkness meets your dawn
[01:59.720]Thank God your stained glass
[02:02.216]And my neon go together like they do
[02:07.462]When Saturday night me runs into Sunday morning you, yeah
[02:13.722]
[02:41.968]Singing, “Oh, I find my peace somewhere in the space between
[02:49.214]Saturday night me and Sunday morning you”
[02:54.971]Singing, “Oh, I find my peace somewhere in the space between
[03:02.471]Saturday night me and Sunday morning you”
[03:07.721]
[03:08.474]Yeah, your angels and my demons
[03:11.714]They just seem to get along
[03:14.964]We found something to believe in
[03:17.971]Where my darkness meets your dawn
[03:21.465]Thank God your stained glass
[03:23.719]And my neon go together like they do
[03:28.965]When Saturday night me runs into Sunday morning you
[03:35.213]Yeah, when Saturday night me runs into Sunday morning you
[03:41.715]Yeah, Saturday night me runs into Sunday morning you

作曲 : Elvie Shane/Doug Johnson/Adam Wood
I can be a Wild West dust wind
Blowing through the weekend
Get a little hell-bent, going off the deep end
Baby, you’re a godsend when you calm the storm
A rowdy out-all-nighter, running through the fire
Gas in a shot glass, sparking up a lighter
But you fight through the flames and love me more
Girl, your angels and my demons
They just seem to get along
We found something to believe in
Where my darkness meets your dawn
Thank God your stained glass
And my neon go together like they do
When Saturday night me runs into Sunday morning you
You dig your heels in deep when you stand your ground
You can take the heat, girl, you don’t back down
You could snatch my soul right out the devil’s hands
Girl, your angels and my demons
They just seem to get along
We found something to believe in
Where my darkness meets your dawn
Thank God your stained glass
And my neon go together like they do
When Saturday night me runs into Sunday morning you, yeah
Singing, “Oh, I find my peace somewhere in the space between
Saturday night me and Sunday morning you”
Singing, “Oh, I find my peace somewhere in the space between
Saturday night me and Sunday morning you”
Yeah, your angels and my demons
They just seem to get along
We found something to believe in
Where my darkness meets your dawn
Thank God your stained glass
And my neon go together like they do
When Saturday night me runs into Sunday morning you
Yeah, when Saturday night me runs into Sunday morning you
Yeah, Saturday night me runs into Sunday morning you