Drag yourself along to the sweetest Sunday song   Then you smile   It's the kind of place where dizzy and awake you face   the night   And I stoop to touch the skin that only seems to be   here in my mind      And I see a stranger now   Playing games that break her heart      Oh miss jones oh miss jones can't you see   Oh miss jones oh miss jones it's me      I am in a dream and I don't know why   The sweetest pain that I, the sweetest pain that I, I,   I   Sunday in the garden and my mind, oh my mind      And my fever close my eyes   Till my dream enclose my mind      Oh miss jones oh miss jones can't you see   Oh miss jones oh miss jones it's me      Drag yourself along to the sweetest Sunday song   Then you smile   It's the kind of place where dizzy and awake you face   the night