Anders Knudsen - Saturday Night/Monday Morning lyrics

I put my fears aside on Saturday night Across the New York Scene A pair of dreams and my worn out shoes Monday morning Feels like I’m losing When your heart is weak Sugary But that’s alright Do you know that place between sleep and awake Where you stil remember dreaming? I’ll be waiting A late bird as I never catches the right worm But they’ll never see, the things we’ve seen I don’t mind