Steve Earle - Saturday Night And Sunday Morning lyrics

(david olney version - from eye of the storm) If i was saturday night And you were sunday morning For a fleeting moment we could touch at midnight And in that moment, could you really know me? But i am looking Longing to be near The water is too wide, i can not reach you I'm as close as i can ever hope to be And if i was winter dying And you the virgin spring Gladly to your warmth i would surrender To melt the snows and set the rivers free But i am standing on the mountain Longing to be near Heaven is too high, i can not reach you I'm as close as i can ever hope to be And if you were the water that he turned into wine And you could satisfy a drunkard's thirst Well, i'd surely drink until i could not see But i am lost in the devil's storm Longing to be near The wind, it blows too hard, i can not reach you I'm as close as i can ever hope to be And if i was saturday night And you were sunday morning For a fleeting moment we could touch at midnight And in that moment, could you really know me?