One night to be confused One night to speed up truth We had a promise made Four hands and then away Both under influence We had divine scent To know what to say Mind is a razor blade To call for hands of above To lean on Wouldn't be good enough For me, no One night of magic rush The start, a simple touch One night to push and scream And then relief Ten days of perfect tunes The colors, red and blue We had a promise made We were in love To call for hands of above To lean on Wouldn't be good enough For me, no To call for hands of above To lean on Wouldn't be good enough And you You knew the hand of the Devil And you Kept us awake with wolf's teeth Sharing different heartbeats in one night To call for hands of above To lean on Wouldn't be good enough For me, no To call for hands of above To lean on Wouldn't be good enough
Sunday comes alone again
A perfect day for a quiet friend
And you
you will set it free
I see new morning round your face
Everybody says its another phase
And now
now it's come to me
See the magic in your eyes
I see it come as no surprise
And you
you turn your eyes away
Yeah you
you turn it all away
I guess it's true it's never too late
Still I don't know what to do today
Oh why
can't I set you free?
Will you
do the same for me?
Sunday comes and sunday goes
Sunday always seems to move so slow
To me
here she comes again
A perfect ending to a perfect day
A perfect ending, what can I say?
To you
a lonely sunday friend
With you
a sunday never ends