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Goodbye Sunday Lyrics
Slowly runs the lazy river
And in it I pitched all my dreams
And all the things I ever wanted
And watched them eddy slowly downstream
For I have learned that such things fade
Like photographs and family holidays
And every Monday is Goodbye Sunday
I guess you'd like me to throw away
That box of diaries and old letters
For they do nothing
But feed my memories
But really you should know me better
For I am too fond of the past
But I think I am learning at last
That every Monday is Goodbye Sunday
Yes it's true that I cling to things
That I should leave behind
As if those were the goldens days
Well, I just hope that you really don't mind
Slowly runs the lazy river
For I am too fond of the past
But look I'm happy at last
And every Monday is Goodbye Sunday
And in it I pitched all my dreams
And all the things I ever wanted
And watched them eddy slowly downstream
For I have learned that such things fade
Like photographs and family holidays
And every Monday is Goodbye Sunday
That box of diaries and old letters
For they do nothing
But feed my memories
But really you should know me better
For I am too fond of the past
But I think I am learning at last
That every Monday is Goodbye Sunday
That I should leave behind
As if those were the goldens days
Well, I just hope that you really don't mind
But look I'm happy at last
And every Monday is Goodbye Sunday
Song Info
Submitted by
teenageriot-1 On Dec 03, 2008
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