yanuy for you sundays 歌词

Monday morning, here we go again We get this over, no more sleeping in Responsibilities, all that I see A five day work week up ahead of me I, I, I, I don't like Tuesdays Uh, uh, unless it's on a holiday If I can make it to Friday Then things can sta

Burnt Out Sundays lrc by not2late Where do we go from here? When everything we know has been changing And how do we make it clear? That our lives are not so varied Waiting now for a sign to make it all worthwhile I don't think that I can face another

Saving up for Sundays A drop of ink on a yellow leaf, Blows up a tank on a page-less book. I see a shrine of their shameless belief, Swallowed whole by a scrupulous crook. And I'm not time, not doing time, for a gaunt clue stuck in the sky. And I'm n

Come, smash up your seats tonight Sippin'on wine I'm fine The music keeps me up all night Cause I'm full of lust Come with us Run for your lives I'm only lonely when the music's over Lonely when you're going home We don't celebrate Sundays anymore (w

I wanna be a field day for the Sundays so they can fuck up my life Embarrass my wife and leave a bad taste Striped toothpaste can't remove on Monday morning I wanna be a target for the dailies So they can show pictures of me with a nude on page three

Season Of Sundays Take a look mankind, what have we done Walk on silent, what has become This age we lead that leaves regret We move forward and we forget Look now mankind, what has become See in these eyes a broken man In worlds different, who under

Hearing words over them and what we have Is less than what you hoped for Feelings of desperation Why become the one who wants you out And this is left for anyone by letting go With your name they'll find it Here we are another year Another time quiet

people I know, places I go, make me feel tongue-tied I can see how people look down, they're on the inside here's where the story ends people I see, weary of me showing my good side I can see how people look down I'm on the outside here's where the s

Its 4 in the morning july in 69 Me and my sister We crept down like shadows Theyre bringing the moon right down to our sitting room Static and silence and a monochrome vision Theyre dancing around Slow puppets silver ground And the world is watching

When the world, it shows me up My clothes, they show me up I never knew this before The finest hour that I've ever known Was finding a pound on the Underground When my words came stumbling out Then I went tumbling out I've never been hit before The f

When I'm Thinking About You The Sundays Static & Silence by:漆月 over the rooftops a plane in the sky beat of a bass drum cars passing me by under a bridge dark then back into light a river of raincoats and a forest of faces still for a moment then red

Give me a story and give me a bed Give me possessions Oh love luck and money they go to my head like wildfire It's good to have something to live for you'll find Live for tomorrow Live for a job and a perfect behind, high time England my country the

gone forever, the writing on the wall they've boarded-up the cinema strawberry dreams and the dust-filled beams shut down in a modern town see you walking, see you talking recollection on streets you used to know forgotten pleasure smoulder images fa

Childhood living is easy to do The things you wanted I bought them for you Graceless lady you know who I am You know I can't let you slide through my hands Wild horses couldn't drag me away Wild, wild horses, couldn't drag me away I watched you suffe

Some people wind up With the one that they adore In a heart-shaped hotel room It's what a heart is for The bubble floats so madly Will it stay sky-high? Hello partner, kiss your name bye-bye Ooh sometimes Romantic Piscean seeks angel in disguise Chin

where's the harm in voicing your doubt you'll find me in the lavatory and where's the harm in talking out loud when I'm on my own what's so wrong with reading my stars when I'll be in the lavatory and what is so wrong with counting the cards when I'm

I vow that it's goodbye I vow that it's goodbye and God bless Why did we have to assume We're exactly the same, oh no no Talking about yourself, self, self I vow that it's goodbye to the old ways Those stories were a good read They were dumb as well,

Songwriters: Kozelek, Mark Edward What do you think in the back seat Travelling through the yellow open state Am i too slow to turn my thoughts to words To turn meaningless to meaning Am i too down to notice smell and sound To tell dull from bright L

Homeward - The Sundays You've stolen my heart And I want you to remember Now what'll I do living alone? You've stolen my heart And it hurts me to remember 'Cause now where'll I go to living alone? And a butterfly in the wind is drifting like I do It'

hard candy counting crows 歌词整理:wang hai on certain sundays in november when the weather bothers me i empty drawers of other summer's where my shadows used to be she is standing by the water as her smile begins to curl in this or any other summer she