Latch-keys have an old touch
Like a feather to the rain
The blue eyes of someone
And I left out
I am a Sunday
So I moved in a comfort inn

It's all we ever wanted
a Thoughtful bed
I'll try you again
and that blue eyed someone
and then we'll be cold
like latch-keys in the rain

I am a Sunday
And sun dust came right in


Lyrics submitted by natcatwil

I Am A Sunday (Latchkeys) song meanings
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