текст Sunday Array слова

Sunday comes alone again

A perfect day for a quiet friend

And you - you will set it free

I see new morning yound yr face

Everybody sez its another phase

And now - now its come to me

See the magic in yr eyes

I see it come as no surprise

And you - you turn yr eyes away

Yeah you - you turn it all away

I guess its true its never too late

Still I dont know what to do today

Oh why - cant 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