Thelma Houston

 We're fooled by first impressions
 They're not always true
 You thought that I was made out of ice
 But I caught on fire with you

 I sparkled for a moment
 Then I flickered out
 I couldn't feel the flame any more
 But darlin' I'm feelin it now

 Took such a long time to convince me
 You could fill that empty space
 But Saturday night is shining
 On my Sunday morning face
 Saturday night is shining
 On my Sunday morning face

 Sunlight is streaming
 Thru the open window
 While you're dreaming in my arms
 Took such a long time to convince me
 You could fill that empty space
 But Saturday night is shining
 On my Sunday morning face
 Saturday night is shining

 This is the real thing
 Look at me beaming with love
 Saturday night is shining
 On my Sunday morning face