I’ve waited all day last Saturday

On the same road,

On the same road,On the same road,

I walk and walk.

Looking for a familiar face,

Wanting to hear some words

With all those climbs,

With all those lows.

Searching​ for that lass,

That’s what I did while going along

For light till dark,

Doing my arduous chore.

I expected that at least,

That I won’t hear those lines

I’ve been counting the days,

Anticipating that maybe one day.

Then I’ve counted the hours and minutes,

Well, I was not disappointed.

The day had ended,

The hours had been reset.

My poor soul got what it deserved

Despair and something to never forget.

Happy birthday to you,

I guess that will do.