On a Sunday I'll think it through On the drive
back I'll think it through What you wish for
won't come true Live with that
And on a
Sunday she thought it through Now as I drive
back, there's thirty-six less hours I have to
change the course I send myself Live with
that
The haze clears from your eyes on a
Sunday
On a Sunday Go Once
Around Because when the ride's done, the hopes
that you have carried They fall out from your
hands back to the ground Live with
that
The haze clears from your eyes on a
sunday
Learn as the drugs leave Learn
as you lose it You will
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