It's Sunday noon in my room    The wind is really ragin'    Inside I'll hide in my tune    And think of yesterday playing    'In my room'    'In my room'    I feel like a kite high in a tree    Is this where I'm suppose to be?    I wish I was a little boy    When love was taken care of    I know. I will say.    Maybe today.       It's Sunday noon, cocoon and heal    Oh no, please don't throw me in the briar.    Where mothers made all the meals    And fathers built the fire    When will this feeling go away?    When will this feeling ever stay?       Maybe today. Maybe today.    Maybe today. Maybe today.    And now I'm not so mournful    As I sit and watch the wind blow    This place is my cathedral    And the choir's swaying just outside the window    Everyone needs a day to dream, perchance    Today I have yesterday to tempt me    So c'mon put on your best dress and let's dance    For the chairs are all but empty    When will this feeling go away?    When will this feeling ever stay?       Maybe today. Maybe today.    Maybe today. Maybe today.