LYRIC FOR SALE

By Carl Turner

It’s late on a Saturday evening
In my room near the centre of town
I can hear the rain against the window
The rustle of oak trees in the wind
Just like the first time we were together
When I didn’t want to go out into the storm

It’s half past ten on a Saturday night
And the boys are still out on the town
The bustle in the pubs and lights in the clubs
They’ve moved onto shots but I’m good where I am
Because it’s been so long since we were together
And I’m caught up in this moment with you

So why don’t you stay for a while
Stay for a while
Feel my hand slide inside your thigh
Your intimate touch
Just like our first time
We may only have tonight
I just want to be with you
So, stay for a while
Stay for a while
Stay for a while
Stay for a while

Saturday into Sunday we’ve got it going on
It’s like being in your room back in the day
Drunk and high at the same time
The curve of your hip casts a shadow on the wall
Nothing about this is complicated
So let the lights go low now, low, low, low

So why don’t you stay for a while
Stay for a while
Feel my hand slide inside your thigh
Your intimate touch
Just like our first time
We may only have tonight
I just want to be with you
So, stay for a while
Stay for a while
Stay for a while
Stay for a while

Say it once, twice
Then say it again
One more time
Whisper it or say it
I need you tonight
I need you tonight

So why don’t you just?
Oh why don’t you just?
Stay for a while
Stay for a while
Stay for a while
Stay for a while