Sunday歌词

For those who`ve slept for those who`ve kept
Themselves jacked up How Jesus wept Sunday Sunday
For those in need for those who speed
For those who try to slow their minds with **** Sunday Sunday

For those who wake with a blind headache
Who must be still who will sit and wait for Sunday.to be Monday

Yeah.it will be ok do nothing.today
Give yourself a break let your imagination run away
For those with guilt for those who wilt under pressure.no tears over
Spilt milk Sunday Sunday


Sunday Sunday Sunday Sunday
Yeah.it will be ok do nothing today
Give yourself a break let your imagination runaway
Yeah.it will be ok do nothing today
Give yourself a break let your imagination runaway