Sunday Bloody Sunday

Sunday comes alone again
A perfect day for a quiet friend
and you...
You will set it free.

I see new morning yound your face
everybody says its another phase
and now...
Now its come to me.

I see the magic in your eyes
I see it come as no surprise
and you...
You turn your eyes away
yeah you...
You turn it all away.

I guess its true its never too late
still I don’t know what to do today
oh why...
Can’t I set you free?
Will you...
do the same for me?

Sunday comes and sunday goes
sunday always seems to move so slow
to me...
And here she comes again.

A perfect ending to a perfect day
a perfect ending what can I say
to you...
Lonely sunday friend
with you...
sunday never ends.

"Sunday", Sonic Youth