17.3.08

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 says it's another phase
And now, now it's 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 it's true, it's 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

2 comentários:

Trindade disse...

bom demais :)

Fulana disse...

concordo com o debaixo (ou de cima?). bom demais :)