sunday

• sunday comes alone again
  a perfect day for a quiet friend
  and you
  you will set it free
  i see new morning round your face
  everybody sez its another phase
  and now
  now its come to me
  see the magic in your eyes
  i see it come as no surprise
  and you
  you turn your eyes away
  yeah you
  you turn it all away
  i guess its true its never too late
  still i don’t know what to do today
  oh why
  can’t i set you free
  will you
  do the same for me
  sunday comes and sunday goes
  sunday always seems to move so slow
  to me
  here she comes again
  a perfect ending to a perfect day
  a perfect ending what can i say
  to you
  lonely sunday friend
  with you
  sunday never ends