If you listen in the distance
This boy is calling out your name
And though he misses you so clearly
He'd hardly recognize your face
And as the miles grow between you
You'll swear they're only inches deep
But if the cause of death is certain
Then there's no reason to lose sleep
I hope you feel a mile high
Because Saturday nights just make me wanna cry
And you're a broken college love scene
Caught in an unfamiliar bed
And they may promise that they love you
But you know they're sleeping with your friends
If you're a cynic you're a bastard
But the young idealist is a fool
And so you coat your skin in plastic
And hope somebodies notice you
What's a man supposed to do
When main street's coming down on you
I hope you feel a mile high
Because Saturday nights just make me wanna cry
If you listen in the distance
The fair is back in town again
The colored lights may make a heart glow
But cotton candy won't pay rent
And all the summers burn together
'Til winter's all that's left behind
And as the moon blooms like a daisy
Your fears parade across the skies
The circus clowns in suits and ties
With painted grins and hollow eyes
I hope you feel a mile high
Because Saturday nights just make me wanna cry
