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On a Sunday

I said that everything was my way
But could have been her way
She left me round about spring last may
And had it all her way
Someday today I'll forget about us
Travel in the rain on a hesitant day

Gathering sticks on Sunday
Makes my everything in between
Gathering sticks on Sunday
Makes me forget all I've been

I know it sounds funny but I just got in the way
Lost in his own day
Never love past honor just speak today
And had it my own way
Lost in a day on a Grey Sunday
Travel in the rain on a hesitant day

Gathering sticks on Sunday
Makes my everything in between
Gathering sticks on Sunday
Makes me forget all I've been
But everybody knows I'm someone
Gathering all his sticks in dreams

The sevenoakes of vanity
But you suffer for your jealousies
On a Sunday

We spoke out late about years of pride
The showing of both sides
Never mind this boy he's lost inside
The trouble he can't hide
Never mind this, travel in the rain
On a hesitant day on a gray Sunday

Gathering sticks on Sunday
Makes my everything in between
But everybody knows I'm someone
Gathering all his sticks in dreams

Gathering sticks on Sunday
Makes me forget all I've been
But everybody knows I'm someone
Gathering all his sticks in dreams

Suffer for your jealousies
On a Sunday

Gathering sticks on Sunday
Makes my everything in between
But everybody knows I'm someone
Gathering all his sticks in dreams

On a Sunday
On a Sunday
Never never giving you up
On a Sunday

You suffer forty feet up
Your jealousy all the work
You think of him as a fool
Because he gave you his all

No mate or buddy of mine
Is going to live to sublime
Deeper season than reason
Letting go all the time

A coward, clown and a dreamer
I find it hard to believe her
It seems that all I can do
Is tell this boy he's a fool

Making all of it up
Sending all of it up
Seems that all I can do
Is say I leaving you someday

On a Sunday
Forget all I've been
On a Sunday
On a Sunday      I said that everything was my way   But could have been her way   She left me round about spring last may   And had it all her way   Someday today I'll forget about us   Travel in the rain on a hesitant day      Gathering sticks on Sunday   Makes my everything in between   Gathering sticks on Sunday   Makes me forget all I've been      I know it sounds funny but I just got in the way   Lost in his own day   Never love past honor just speak today   And had it my own way   Lost in a day on a Grey Sunday   Travel in the rain on a hesitant day      Gathering sticks on Sunday   Makes my everything in between   Gathering sticks on Sunday   Makes me forget all I've been   But everybody knows I'm someone   Gathering all his sticks in dreams      The sevenoakes of vanity   But you suffer for your jealousies   On a Sunday      We spoke out late about years of pride   The showing of both sides   Never mind this boy he's lost inside   The trouble he can't hide   Never mind this, travel in the rain   On a hesitant day on a gray Sunday      Gathering sticks on Sunday   Makes my everything in between   But everybody knows I'm someone   Gathering all his sticks in dreams      Gathering sticks on Sunday   Makes me forget all I've been   But everybody knows I'm someone   Gathering all his sticks in dreams      Suffer for your jealousies   On a Sunday      Gathering sticks on Sunday   Makes my everything in between   But everybody knows I'm someone   Gathering all his sticks in dreams      On a Sunday   On a Sunday   Never never giving you up   On a Sunday      You suffer forty feet up   Your jealousy all the work   You think of him as a fool   Because he gave you his all      No mate or buddy of mine   Is going to live to sublime   Deeper season than reason   Letting go all the time      A coward, clown and a dreamer   I find it hard to believe her   It seems that all I can do   Is tell this boy he's a fool      Making all of it up   Sending all of it up   Seems that all I can do   Is say I leaving you someday      On a Sunday   Forget all I've been   On a Sunday