Testo di Sunday

On a Sunday I'll think it through On the drive back I'll think it through What you wish for won't come true Live with that And on a Sunday she thought it through Now as I drive back, there's thirty-six less hours I have to change the course I send myself Live with that The haze clears from your eyes on a Sunday On a Sunday Go Once Around Because when the ride's done, the hopes that you have carried They fall out from your hands back to the ground Live with that The haze clears from your eyes on a sunday Learn as the drugs leave Learn as you lose it You will The haze clears from your eyes on a Sunday