The Sundays

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

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

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,

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'

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

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

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

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

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

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