Saturday I was looking for you
And your silver satellite falling out of the blue
Anyway, I was caught outside in the rain
In an open stadium thinking about your plane
Summer's coming and I must find a way
(To your heart)
Summer's coming and I will find a way
Love is not a vegetable I can buy in a can
Love is not an animal I can hold in my hand
Love is not a mineral I can find in the sand
Love, love, love, is something I can't understand
Summer's coming and I must find a way
(To your heart)
Summer's coming and I will find a way
Saturday I was looking for you
You finally came
You fell out of the blue
And into my heart