Only on Sunday
Back where I belong feeling like a stranger
Nobody's awake to hear me pounding on the door
My fists are bleeding on the pathway outside
I can see that no one's home to help me anymore
Riding through the streets
Turn the Page by The Streets on full blast
I nearly crashed into a restaurant
All the time, remembering how, we qualified
If I could remember my impatience betrays my
Ability to recognise friendly faces
Seemingly lost on a solo endeavour everywhere's a smile
But we don't know anyone never around for a while
You'll hear me running
You'll hear me running
Riding through the streets
Turn the Page by The Streets on full blast
I nearly crashed into a restaurant
All the time, remembering how, we qualified
Find me like a laser
Laser find me
Only on Sundays
D'you realise
Another life fly by
Find me like a laser
Laser find me
Only on a Sunday
D'you realise
Another life flies by
And now the dancing's over
I go to my home alone
I feel separate
And now the dancing's over
I go to my home alone
I feel separate
Short on love
There Goes the Fear by Doves on full blast
I recall flights from a former time
Landing on makeshift runways
Nobody's awake to hear me pounding on the door
My fists are bleeding on the pathway outside
I can see that no one's home to help me anymore
Riding through the streets
Turn the Page by The Streets on full blast
I nearly crashed into a restaurant
All the time, remembering how, we qualified
If I could remember my impatience betrays my
Ability to recognise friendly faces
Seemingly lost on a solo endeavour everywhere's a smile
But we don't know anyone never around for a while
You'll hear me running
You'll hear me running
Riding through the streets
Turn the Page by The Streets on full blast
I nearly crashed into a restaurant
All the time, remembering how, we qualified
Find me like a laser
Laser find me
Only on Sundays
D'you realise
Another life fly by
Find me like a laser
Laser find me
Only on a Sunday
D'you realise
Another life flies by
And now the dancing's over
I go to my home alone
I feel separate
And now the dancing's over
I go to my home alone
I feel separate
Short on love
There Goes the Fear by Doves on full blast
I recall flights from a former time
Landing on makeshift runways
Credits
Writer(s): Paul Armatage
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