Everyday is Saturday on matinee Sunday afternoon Curtain call on Monday Gonna get there one day I'm so tired of waiting, make it soon Tired of people looking through me I just wish that someone knew to me What's my name What's my name Instrumental Round-abouts and children's shouts And any doubts that ever built my mind They just serve to show me They don't want to know me I know they don't mean to be unkind Tired of people looking through me I just wish that someone knew to me What's my name What's my name Instrumental Theatre lights and lonely nights And wrongs and rights And whites and blacks and greys I can see them clearly Things I love so dearly Friends I left behind and memory stays Tired of people looking through me I just wish that someone knew me What's my name What's my name