Sunday Will Never Be the Same
I would meet him at the park
We'd walk together hand in hand
Till it was almost dark
Now I wake up Sunday morning
Walk along the lane to find
Nobody waiting for me
Sunday's just another day
Sunday will never be the same
(Sunday will never be the same)
I lost my baby's heart
I must be back again
Sunny afternoons that made me feel so warm inside
Have turned as cold and gray as ashes
As I feel the embers die
No longer can I walk these paths for they have changed
I must be home the sun is gone and I think it's gonna rain
I remember children
Feeding flocks of pigeons
I remember sunshine and you were mine
[Repeat: x3]
Sunday will never be the same
Autor(es): CASHMAN, TERRY / PISTILLI, GENE THOMAS