Grant Olsen - Saturday Evening Post lyrics

Sittin' on my bed Waitin' for someone to tell me I'm down Saw her last night with summer curls And I fell Smilin' like a Rockwell She shows me her room But I can't stay Time doesn't stop when she touches my hand It's the same Cause I see you every time I smile So why can't I say? Music makes me feel good and so do you So here's a song You were lookin' pretty good up in Peace Dog's Cave But your hair looks better long I'm hopeful that someday I can talk to you Without lookin' down I don't want to be a stranger But until I get some flavor Please come around Oh please Oh please Come around