Goodbye Sunday歌词

作词 : Thorn, Watt
Slowly runs the lazy river
And in it
I pitched all my dreams
And all the things
I ever wanted
And watched them heading slowly downstream
For I have learned that such things fade
Like photographs and family holidays
And every
Monday is
Goodbye Sunday
I guess you'd like me to throw away
That box of diaries and old letters
For they do nothing
But feed my memory
But really you should know me better
For I am too fond of the past
But I think
I am learning at last
That every
Monday is
Goodbye Sunday
Yes it's true that
I cling to things
That I should leave behind
As if those were the goldens days
Well, I just hope that you really don't mind
Slowly runs the lazy river
Every Monday is
Goodbye Sunday etc etc