letra de sundays by john calvin - the proclaimers
gulping a glass of water, pale from the lack of sleep
watching an agile fox, as onto the wall he leaps
something tells me it’s sunday, it’s sunday all today
the other days lost their power, but sunday still has its way
i can see them, i can hear them
all those half-remembered things
like the sundays by john calvin
when they tied up all the swings
other things can’t reach me, i left them in the past
but sunday always beats me, its melancholy lasts
i can hear them, i can see them
all those half-remembered things
like the sundays by john calvin
when they tied up all the swings
and now the shops stay open, and football can be played
but feeling blue on sunday, i carry to this day
i’m gulping a glass of water, pale from the lack of sleep
watching an agile fox, as onto the wall he leaps
letras aleatórias
- letra de outlandish - swell rell
- letra de місяць (moon) - нестор (whatswrongwhu)
- letra de better days ahead - pablo ibile
- letra de what might have been - the slow readers club
- letra de ketamine dr3am - telly grave
- letra de traum - liz (deu)
- letra de a letter - lee hoiby
- letra de a veces - tornillo
- letra de half life - my fair fiend
- letra de not a boulevard of broken dreams - chongo