[Verse] Sunlight cuts through dusty blinds, Vinyl spinning, holding time. Scrubbing floors and memories, Laughing with the melodies. [Pre-Chorus] Every heartbeat finds a way, Through the clutter, light will stay. [Chorus] Saturday morning, feel the sound, Old records turning all around. We’re alive in every line, Cleaning up, but feeling fine. Spin it loud, the past and now, Raise your hands and take a bow. Hope’s alive on this old track, Saturday’s never looking back. [Verse] Coffee cold but spirits warm, Dancing through the living storm. Echoes of a faded song, Keep me moving all day long. [Pre-Chorus] Every heartbeat finds a way, Through the clutter, light will stay. [Chorus] Saturday morning, feel the sound, Old records turning all around. We’re alive in every line, Cleaning up, but feeling fine. Spin it loud, the past and now, Raise your hands and take a bow. Hope’s alive on this old track, Saturday’s never looking back. [Bridge] Spin me back to brighter days, In the grooves, we find our way. Dust and dreams collide and blend, Find your rhythm, start again. [Chorus] Saturday morning, feel the sound, Old records turning all around. We’re alive in every line, Cleaning up, but feeling fine. Spin it loud, the past and now, Raise your hands and take a bow. Hope’s alive on this old track, Saturday’s never looking back. [Outro] Spin it loud, the past and now, Saturday’s never looking back.