What Am I Gonna Do On Sundays?
What am I gonna do on Sundays?
You'd throw the curtain wide
And I wouldn't mind, the sky of only clouds
Sheltering in that subway
With proper painful laugh
And see how long we make a tenner last
I'm gonna miss you
Having something to say about everyone
Ruining my joke coming up with a better one
Leaving all this might be easier said than done
It's a fight that you should have won
You can keep the rain
But let me have the Sundays
That's something I can't bear lose
No need to pretend
That all we had was Sundays
We had our share of Mondays too
I thought you'd fight a little harder for me
I thought you'd fight a little harder for me
Tired on the train this morning
Who am I gonna tell 'bout my day from hell?
Who's gonna talk me down?
I'll mostly miss the boring
The walk from your house
To that café you're always on about
Too bad, couldn't see what you had in front of you
I did what I had to do
You can keep the rain
But let me have the Sundays
That's something I can't bear lose
No need to pretend
All we had was Sundays
We had our share of Mondays too
I thought you'd fight a little harder for me
I thought you'd fight a little harder for me
Mmm, fight a little harder for me
I thought you'd fight a little harder for me
You'd throw the curtain wide
And I wouldn't mind, the sky of only clouds
Sheltering in that subway
With proper painful laugh
And see how long we make a tenner last
I'm gonna miss you
Having something to say about everyone
Ruining my joke coming up with a better one
Leaving all this might be easier said than done
It's a fight that you should have won
You can keep the rain
But let me have the Sundays
That's something I can't bear lose
No need to pretend
That all we had was Sundays
We had our share of Mondays too
I thought you'd fight a little harder for me
I thought you'd fight a little harder for me
Tired on the train this morning
Who am I gonna tell 'bout my day from hell?
Who's gonna talk me down?
I'll mostly miss the boring
The walk from your house
To that café you're always on about
Too bad, couldn't see what you had in front of you
I did what I had to do
You can keep the rain
But let me have the Sundays
That's something I can't bear lose
No need to pretend
All we had was Sundays
We had our share of Mondays too
I thought you'd fight a little harder for me
I thought you'd fight a little harder for me
Mmm, fight a little harder for me
I thought you'd fight a little harder for me
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Writer(s): Francis Anthony White, Olivia Lauryn Dean
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