Sunday Blue
I know you understand
the way I feel
you know it's true
I know you won't look back
if you should feel
the way I do
When morning comes
we may have learned
a thing or two
Sunday blue
When nothing goes as planned
it's so unreal
it's nothing new
how long will it take
for this to fade
from me and you?
When morning comes
the sun won't burn
is that untrue?
Sunday blue
I know you won't look back
if you should feel
the way I do
when mourning comes
the tides will turn
we'll see it through
Sunday blue, Sunday blue, Sunday blue