Тексты песни «Month Of Sundays»

It's incredible the way you made me look forward to another miserable day. And from the days to weeks to months, you'd be surprised how it adds up to this ugliness now that you're gone. I thought time would trade...

Well I ain't been loved in a month of Sundays ever since you left me blue and lonely Tried to find somebody else but none would do My poor heart keeps on a yearnin' for your sweet love just started burnin' I ain't...

I thought I knew the answer to the question It feeded in, it turned away For myth of time, for sun if I didnt fagments? That fed into an endless day Looking for whatever and I never learned the candlelight is burning...

Found your picture, Thats me with ya. Sure do miss you now. Boy they were high times, Chasin white lights, And we never touched the ground. Said it was a time to remember, And we burned it from both ends. It might...

I thought I knew the answer to the question It faded then It turned away The myth of time personified in fragments That fed into an endless day Looking for whatever in a neverland The candlelight was burning low I held...