The Story of Saturday

In saturday l set up
Then l put myself right beside there
Just about right on time
Settle up before she came

Then, l left my old diary
To bring me back to the right way
But sometimes l lose it
I abandon what l need

And l introduced myself
She was about alright
To listen everything that he wanted
Just to make it simple

As days go by
The answer never be found
But he looked for many years
After he left the rose over there

Once again
The expecting never last
As he saw a good bye
As he turned to another page

He left the diary
Right beside her
To make sure for a place
A place that full of flowers

And in one night he loses control
But never stop praying
As he walk through the door
The scars keep inside

One day he never found
Anything that could be the answer
Would he end the journey?
Would you see his tears?

Hiding centuries
I can't open my third
To see deep inside
There's something that he can keep
As the answers of his life

I would tell you a lie
A lie from any truthful
Because we won't play our words
Just to show we love each other

I'd prefer to give my love
From any things that you see me as a man
And you will show me the love
Because you're a girl
And left away the words behind

So would you like to tell me yours?
Or would he begin to another chapter?
Would she gives you the truth?
And how should l end this when the answer is nothing?