It was a Sunday afternoon, kind of wet and
cheerless And I didn't know what to do one
time without you In every mess I find myself a
friend Getting off on the wrong side
again
Am I part of your problem or on the
side of solution And all the curses ever
spoken raise the power of confusion I think I
left my futures all behind Retreating through
the loop holes in my mind
Sunday girl she
shook me up Sunday girl she freaked me
out Sunday girl she woke me from my
sleep
And if a thousand slimy things can
breathe, then why not me What begins as fear
always ends in folly Last night I tasted life
again Last night I won and lost a
friend
My island is so very
peopled Like girls and roses they only last
while they last
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