A Sunday

On a Sunday I'll think it through On the drive back I'll think it through What you wish for won't come true Live with that, with that And on a Sunday she thought that through Now as I drive back, there's thirty six less hours I have to change the course I send myself I've gotta live with that, with that The haze clears from your eyes On a Sunday The haze clears from your eyes On a Sunday, on a Sunday On a Sunday go once around 'Cause when the ride's done, the hopes that you have carried They fall out from your hands back to the ground Live with that, with that They fall out from your hands back to the ground Live with that, with that The haze clears from your eyes On a Sunday The haze clears from your eyes On a Sunday, on a Sunday Learn as the drugs leave Learn as you lose it you will Learn as the drugs leave Learn as you lose it you will And the haze clears from your eyes On a Sunday The haze clears from your eyes On a Sunday, on a Sunday yeah The haze clears from your eyes On a Sunday, on a Sunday yeah The haze clears from your eyes On a Sunday, on a Sunday, on a Sunday, on a Sunday